c.O.L.o.U.R.s 'n' F.l.a.V.o.u.R.s

The sand slips the mind stays still the road ahead no one knows which colour a purple destination an orange bee creates a buzz and you smile a cheer you drift into another land you paint your colours and flavours it’s a peaceful haven with chosen skyline and a bed of cloud only to return to a jagged reality and you lost what you had won you remember the time you heard it on the computer a certain weeping willow and it brought a smile to both your faces a movie barely watched a trip to the corner to light a smoke and make a cuppa coffee talk some more and head back to the willow and then you are now treading on a tighropewalk trying to regain the balance figuring why is everything around so pale , so dull crumbling like a stale cookie you lost your colours your flavours your turquoise turtles your weeping willow today they’re free, you’re not yesterday I was free, you were’nt tables turn, she digs into her bag she finds a memoir she wants her illusion she wants her reality she knows she has none arrrrgggghh am going that way again .. snap out of the loss gain loss routine we all think a while move into our comfort zones for a while rejuvenate to free ourselves of the cross of guilt the cross of failures the cross of speculation and cross speculation but it’s not something to be grieved I reckon coz we all need to keep rediscovering our colours and flavours some however just stay forever.

*They say jump and I say how high?
They say jump and I say I might…*
- stereophonics

P.u.R.P.L.e.

Just struck me …something about colours … they make me happy. Think about it a fuschia sky melting into gold grass illuminated with a flaming orange sun breezed upon by a silver tree the purple flowers and a hint of mustard where the bees drew nectar.Yet if I was to paint a picture ..i’d prefer it monochromic or a sepia tone. Nothing i do, nothing i think nothing i feel, nothing i see, nothing i hear ever seems picture perfect. Or mabbe I need a hint of optimism ..what coulour or flavour is that?