I don't know why, but the lure of colour swatches in the paint section of the store, always draws my eye. I think it has to do with the longing for perfection that I battle! This photo prompt from Magpie Tales this week reminded me of that. Thanks again, Tess for a fascinating prompt.
Of pigment and perfection
There is something so soothing
in the stillness of colour swatches
in the Hardware Store,
Easing between hues
‘Café Crème’s softness swells to Oceanic,
Seamlessly. Patiently.
Each in the perfect spot.
Each the perfect size.
When one is chosen,
Another silently slides
Into place, smiling
With pre-appointed assurance.
But you carry your selection
Out from the impersonal glow of conformity
Into the harsh light of reality
And somehow
Perfection fades under
The sticky movement of rollers
Laying bare colour onto open spaces
And you see, for the first time
The pigmental impurities
Under the shadows and highlights
Of natural light.
And so Café Crème
Shimmers in a dust-sheeted room
Fraught with blemishes
Warmed with laughter
It swells with the promise of life.
3 comments:
Oh yes I am always drawn to the paint section, I think its the smell,it works for me...
I am always happy in their proximity...
As you said, things are not always the way we see at first..when we analyze we can see the imperfections, we just have to accept them and it gets better!
Wise words, Zoe:)
Fine words.
Anna :o]
I love this! The paint swatches are so seductive to me, and yet you are right when they leave the perfection of their rack they become paint on imperfect walls in life...and that makes them so much more! Wonderful response to the prompt!
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