Painting you out of my life

At first pure and whiteShadows crisp on walls brightBut time dulled that lightKids came within sight.We refreshed our livesWith an overcoat of MagnoliaStifling us of our passionsWith time and strugglesOur coat tore at the seam of our seperationI dreamt then of brothel bright shadesAzure for tropical seaLonging for distance placesWith bright and vibrant spacesI painted you out of my lifeThen stepped back to admire my workShock vibrated to my coreI had imprisoned myself inThe beige of my old age

— seabhac, Apr 21, 2010

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Country/Region: GBR

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Mariposa

16 years 1 month ago

Wow!

What an awesome poem, I love the idea of painting someone out of your life...and then ironically regretting the move, it sounds like? I love the last line, "I had imprisoned myself in the beige of my old age" it's somewhat of a surprise, I expected you to be victorious, like in the song "I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair" Very wistful, lingering poem for me Friends in Pen, Jhena

seabhac

16 years 1 month ago

Hello Mariposa

My friends got together to help me reclaim my space when my husband left a few years ago. I had a little notbook of all the colourful changes I would make in the year he took to finally move out and then we had a paint him out party but by that time I just wanted the peace of neutral colour...calming but oh so boring. Funnily enough red plays a large part in my work and I've even worked through my shocking pink stage...next stage? There are so many wonderful colours , I want to try them all. Thank you for the feedback. P.S. I am victorious I can choose the colour of my mood. Seabhac

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Liz

Ok I now have three favourites of yours ... paint the colours bright my friend stain so they can never be erased loved this one hun sigh sorry to be late wasnt well last night love and hugs JayCee x x x Quote:- It is a thousand times better to have common sense without education than to have education without common sense.---Robert Green Ingersoll

seabhac

16 years 1 month ago

Now is the colour of our Spring

Yellow and bright and yes ...painting the town red...oh yes. Sorry to hear you have been unwell...prolefic you means another Jayne evening comming up for me. Without the grey Colour would not Seem so vibrant But my heart still beats red As it will until I am no more Thanks Jayne Seabhac

seabhac

16 years 1 month ago

Hi Indi

Actually this and the other one Magnolian man were written for a competition using the word Magnolia. It seemed a challenge at first but it has made me realise how important colour is in my life. What a house to buy when I die...layers and layers of colour, hmm that sets off a memory of visiting a wonderful old house near where I lived. it was a house for the mistress of a gentleman and the papers on the walls were layered in their aging process revealing a riot of texture and colour ...each a phase I suppose now of that mistress relationship with life and love...oh dear I feel a poem coming on, guess that wall will just have to stay grubby and off white... Thanks Indi

lyz

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Liz

My oh my, yes, you have written a brilliant piece. With feeling and flair. Like all artists, a very worthy write. A pleasure to read. A big hug. Love Lyz. XX

seabhac

16 years 1 month ago

Hi Lyz

Lovely to have you visit as always... You asked ages ago about the paintings in the avitar...sorry just remembered when I saw your comment. These are by a Mongolian artist friend who explores and illustrates female shamen in Mongolia. I am a felt artist of textiles so colour is just my base it is the texture and tangable touch I love. Poetry I have found gives that texture to words... Best Wishes Seabhac

lyz

16 years 1 month ago

Thank you

I knew you were in textiles but I thought maybe your talents expanded. They, the paintings, for what I can see of them, are beautiful. Your friend is good. Thanks hun. Take care. Love Lyz. xx

xena465

16 years 1 month ago

Colour in life is important

I'm so glad that your colours are shining bright...Brilliant poem...just like you Seabhac...a heart of gold in colour and presence. Rosina xena465

ziggy

16 years 1 month ago

hi

hi this is really good and the above comments only echo that well wrote and BRAVO ,,,,,,,ziggy gets nom too

raj

16 years 1 month ago

Hello Seabach..i found the

Hello Seabach.. i found the following lines unique in your poem because they express your thoughts vividly... I painted you out of my life I had imprisoned myself in The beige of my old age ...raj..