pink at the opening notes of Chateau
plinking softly in the dawn
i wake enrobed in roses
entirely surprisingly blissfully blush
light blue when she spun into oblivion
at the curious work of my hands
over me and under me
her delight this perfect heavenly hue
lightning strikes of silver
forking through my cells
blazing bliss in every atom
alive at last in the throes of silver!
golden incandescent glory
charging through my veins
ecstasy cascades and floods
love as lust as lava, molten in my core
seething, all-consuming scarlet
as my blood becomes me
indignance to rage to roaring fury
you cannot do this to me
pearlescent peace, heavenly white
heralding the birth of my nephew
a beacon to glow in my darkest hours
light to keep me living
and dark blue, its sirens spinning out
colors circle the room as music soars
orange fizzing, purple blooming from stuttering white
eyes closed, i follow these fireworks
when everything is frozen numb
these heaven-sent shades visit me,
watercolors here and there
blessed pulses of life in the dark.
Catherine McNaught Davis (she/her) is a 26-year-old writer from Stellenbosch, South Africa. Taking inspiration from the exquisite natural world around her, writing is her attempt at capturing the intangible and feeling the living of life. Her writing is usually confined to diaries but occasionally sees light on https://catherinemcnd.substack.com/.
