Water Colors
This was written for Poefusion’s Monday Mural prompt this week. Enjoy.
-Nicole
window blinds, silent and drawn
blocking the outside world
the classroom occupants have gone home
empty ghosts of their presences haunt behind the
shut door and drawn blinds
they caress the grade-school watercolor pictures
poised, straight and perfect,
taped to the window
hanging with their smiling chromatic faces beaming outside to the world
forty-eight hours from now, the light of weekday action
will stream and whirl through the
crinkled paper and dried watercolor paint
but now, only the color and paper write
a weekend testaments to young, colorful minds
against gray mirror windows
Written 8/17/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
A charming response to the prompt. When I was growing up I often used to be in school after everyone had left, and the quiet corridors have a very strange feel to them as the absence of the children normally streaming everywhere is so vivid.
Wonderful response, Raven. This takes me back to a time when my mammaw was still alive and I would go visit her at the grade school she worked at. I loved walking down those hallways. I could smell the fresh paint on paper and hear the children’s laughter as they changed classes. Oh, thank you for the trip down memory lane. Have a nice night.
Yes, this really brings back the wonderful scent of the art classroom. And children make the best art.
Nathan: I know. Uninhibited and without fear.
Michelle: I’m glad I could help you take that trip down Memory Lane.
Lirone: School hallways do feel a little strange when empty…I should know from this summer at work….
Thank you everyone for stopping by.
Nicole