Grey-Tinted Woman

Written for:  The Sunday  Muse #21

grey woman

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She wonders, grey-tinted woman,
why colors exist if she cannot
see them. She’s told her lips
are perfectly painted in late-
autumn orange. They insist.
Oversized glasses are purchased
in a magic shop.  She props them
on the bridge of her nose.
Shop owner dressed in mist
insists she will see a new
world, a different life.
Give it time. All she sees
are shades of iron and steel
trees, against a leaden sky.
What colors can exist
for a grey-tinted woman?


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to Grey-Tinted Woman

  1. Carrie V. H. says:

    That last line is stunning Sara! A lovely poem for the photo! Thank you for joining us at the Sunday Muse! 😎


  2. rothpoetry says:

    Oh, Sara, I really like what you did with this one. Very good!!


  3. Vicki says:

    Very nice, love the title also.


  4. Pat: willow88switches says:

    Oh wow – this is awesome ~ it really does the image justice – and even without the image, to read it this poem, you have the makings of something powerful. Amazing ideas and I love the play, as subtle as it is, of the “magic” that is seeping in here. What a delight to read. (I am still stumped for the image myself, so probably won’t play this one this week)


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