It’s Tuesday Readers and that can mean only one thing. Its time for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge from the GoDogGoCafe. Not quite sure how I found this little spot but the Baristas, other writers and everyone else seem to of accepted the presence of a weirdo like me. So here we go:
The hues collide
But my mind takes charge
By some above human will
The violence of engulfing black
Primordial screaming red
Sword sharp silver
Bludgeoning blister filled blue
Glorious gorefilled gold
Is replaced by soften gentler tones
The soft golden glow of the sodium light
Guiding my way through beer sodden streets
The soft rainbow of the poor pigeons neck
Blue purple green singing out from the pavement grey
The translucent mirage’s magnificence
Such extravagant hues
Shouts splendour, beauty and wonder
From the oil stained puddle
Oh opulent glory and honour
Stay away from me!
My mind will not be polluted by your colours
The colours of my mind
Are the transcendent tradewinds
That carry our lost souls of
Ragtag, ragamuffin, royalty
Readers I am eternally grateful that I stumbled across the writing prompt challenge. It provides structure to what could be a extremely chaotic life.
Life is stressful mine has gets progressively more stressful as my years increase. Many people ask me what drives me, what I care about, what I value. I’ve learnt the hard way not to say because all too often the people I tell try their best to take what I care about away.
But tonight my good Readers I’ve shared with you some of what I hold dear. You can tell from the Colours of my Mind what truly matters to me.
Goodnight Readers grand restful dreams.