DNA – dVerse Poetics November 2, 2013freyathewriter This week’s dVerse Poetics is asking us to open up the paint pots and colour ourselves beautiful in these dark winter days. So, I hope you enjoy my creation – and please visit dVerse to read all of the other creations! – DNA – Jenny Joseph warned us all in 1961 That purple would be her colour when she was old And on purpose, she would wear a hat of red That didn’t match, or suit her one bit My mum would quote this to me, and I would laugh Looking forward to the day that I could be different And get away with it. She already does this – and she’s not old. My dad wore bright socks and colourful ties In contrast to his sombre suits He was a maverick, beating down the walls From the inside and laughing in the face of bureaucracy And policy-wonks. He was different, got away with it, and wasn’t old. I like to think that I colour the world with words That I display my inner maverick on the page and screen Arrowing blood red anger Transmitting ochre yellow discomfort Hurling shimmering violet angst Launching rose petal pink sighs My thoughts are a rainbow, transmuted. I am different – just look who taught me. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
38 thoughts on “DNA – dVerse Poetics”
Ah! Wonderful. I loved the small anecdotes at the ending of each stanza. And spreading colors through words is a great thing to do. 🙂
Thank you, HA.
nice…. inherited the color gen from your parents…ha..love that he wore bright socks to formal suits..how cool is that… smiles… and yeah…poetry surely brings color into the world..
Thank you, Claudia! Yes, my parents passed on quite a bit! 🙂
Great piece Freya, and very colourful, I like the conclusion, as if it might be someone other than. Well done.
Thank you. I didn’t want to go down the obvious route 🙂
Color is a wonderful mentor! Enjoy the soak.
Thank you! 🙂
yes, i want to hurl violet, angst or not, just to see it fly through the air and land….where?
Indeed! I’m listening out for the splat! 🙂
“My thoughts are a rainbow….look who taught me”. What a gloriously colourful family….and poem! Loved it.
Thank you! Yes, colourful indeed. I cherish every one of them 🙂
lovely, colourful -. I care less what people think as I get older… but had a long way to go, not having as good teachers as you 😉
Thank you Ruth! Yes, i care less as I get older, and realise that many of the worries we concern ourselves with are relatively minor, in the end. They are and have been great teachers 🙂
A rainbow hued apple falling close to the family tree. Yes indeed you captured uniqueness whimsically. Loved it.
Thank you! I like the image of being a rainbow-hued apple 🙂
What a lovely conclusion ~ Color the world with your words 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
…don’t doubt on how you colour the world with your presence… whatever purpose you may have your contribution still joins in the balance we have around… smiles…
Aah, thank you so much, that’s a lovely comment 🙂
Playful and colourful…very enjoyable read 🙂
Good! I wasn’t sure where I was going when I started it off! 😉
Awesome! This is great! Love the flow & how it all fits together & the ending line of each stanza! Great write! 🙂
Thank you Katie! 🙂
smiles. i like the nod to the one that taught you to speak in color and to let yourself be known as well….colour on…you bring him honour….smiles…
Thank you Brian. Smiles here as well!
what a good honor to fine parents…
Thank you 🙂
colorful people enjoy life and spread joy…..glad you shared this with us..nicely done
Thank you 🙂
Oh, what wonderful parents you had – your poem captures all the fun and love and originality so well!
Thank you! 🙂
I too, like the little “notes to self” at the end of each stanza. A great poem, DNA, really nice 🙂
Thank you so much! 🙂
Beautiful response to the theme. 🙂
Thank you so much, Imelda.
I am loving this, total and utter adoration! What a great piece!
Thank you – I’m so pleased you enjoyed it so much! 🙂