Day 1

Prompt: Use a specific action as a metaphor for life.

Water Colours

A blank paper stares at her with a longing for an air of life, Her brow twitches, her eyes fixate, She puts colours at a strife

The rough paper dampens Her fine hand; dye sways A rosy tinge, a touch of blue the first layer fades away...

The brushes glide, like metal on ice with defiance, but delay, the telos lies in oblivion yet, the second fades away...

She pauses, breathes and sits up straight to define, confine her colours' fate Infinite paths she envisions for them Her potential, she must sedate.

To her surprise, she picks a path with a steady tread, she designs Unsure, cautious, indeed focused Her colours now benign

The third layer takes its shape a wave of relief runs through the colours are blending, shades never-ending, Purpose and meaning she drew...

The water dries off, the paint settles down A tangible image beholds Errors, yes yet beauty abound Silhouettes stand out bold

What is life? But for these shades Queer, novel and new Yesterday fades to today's parade Creation is life's beau...