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Joyce Chigiya
AWAKENING (TO COLOUR)
AWAKENING (TO COLOUR)
AWAKENING (TO COLOUR)
with moisture behind my earsI was truly green, a sapling
to imagine life a golden
banana bunch ready to be picked
so when things looked grey
and weighty as lead
I could not stand them
these black times, turned white
and flopped in a spiritual faint
hard realities made me so blue
I found myself singing
“The yellow streak in me blues”
I have learnt many a lesson
since succumbing to you
showing the red face when I play hockey
beat me black and blue if that is what it takes
for me to pay full attention
I am after all
your humble servant
© 2007, Joyce Chigiya
Publisher: First published on PIW,
Publisher: First published on PIW,
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AWAKENING (TO COLOUR)
with moisture behind my earsI was truly green, a sapling
to imagine life a golden
banana bunch ready to be picked
so when things looked grey
and weighty as lead
I could not stand them
these black times, turned white
and flopped in a spiritual faint
hard realities made me so blue
I found myself singing
“The yellow streak in me blues”
I have learnt many a lesson
since succumbing to you
showing the red face when I play hockey
beat me black and blue if that is what it takes
for me to pay full attention
I am after all
your humble servant
AWAKENING (TO COLOUR)
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