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Thursday, 26 May 2016

MAYDAY

I like painting my lips.
Nothing wild like purple,
or unexpected like green;

just your standard, average,
ordinary orange,
herald of summer dreams -

or a plump, pale pink
promise of innocence,
candy floss at Strawberry Fair

when school was out
and love
was ever in the air.

© Shaista Tayabali, 2016


Poetry prompt from dverse Poets Pub...
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16 comments:

  1. scotthastiepoet26 May 2016 at 22:26

    Beautifully tender Shaista - warmed my spirit... Thank you

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    1. Shaista27 May 2016 at 01:11

      Thank you! I took the title from a word in Gerald Manley Hopkins' Spring poem 😊

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  2. Jilly26 May 2016 at 22:54

    Shaista, your poem begs to be read again and again. The imagery is warm and wonderful! You also captured my attention with Aung San Suu Kyi featured on your blog. I, too greatly admire her. Many of her relatives and friends are former students of mine. My heart beats soundly for the struggles and victories that she represents. Thank you for sharing! Jilly

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    1. Shaista27 May 2016 at 01:12

      Jilly that is such a lovely compliment, thank you!
      I would love to know more about your relationship to Aung San Suu Kyi's friends and relatives. Perhaps I can find more on your blog?

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  3. Scarlet26 May 2016 at 23:20

    Love the colors in your poem, orange or pink ~ Makes me remember those innocent days, when love is in the air ~

    Grace

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  4. Sanaa Rizvi27 May 2016 at 00:36

    I absolutely adore the vivid colors and their significance in your verse :D
    Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  5. ayala27 May 2016 at 00:56

    Tender and lovely !

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  6. Arcadia Maria27 May 2016 at 01:20

    I really like this piece. The descriptions of the lipstick colors was wonderful.

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  7. thotpurge27 May 2016 at 02:03

    Sweet! Love the colours woven in!

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  8. Sherry Blue Sky27 May 2016 at 02:24

    Lovely....as is the photo of you and the beautiful nieces!

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  9. Walt Wojtanik27 May 2016 at 02:41

    A strikingly beautiful vignette, Shaista. Looking forward to reading more!

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  10. Kenza27 May 2016 at 02:44

    How tender! How happy!
    Thank you for bringing smiles and colours.
    Kenza.

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  11. Jeanne-ming Brantingham27 May 2016 at 03:20

    I am kissing your sweet lips and the colorful words that float from them.....xoxo

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  12. brudberg27 May 2016 at 05:17

    I haven't thought about how much thought goes into the choice of color. Lovely to read.

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  13. Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)28 May 2016 at 11:46

    lovely mi amiga !

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  14. lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.com28 May 2016 at 16:10

    "or a plump, pale pink
    promise of innocence,
    candy floss at Strawberry Fair"

    Particularly love this stanza :) One time, in my rebellious teens, I wore white lipstick. Thankfully we have no photos of that! :)

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