This little piece came about with an exercise for my local writers' group. We were each given a colour as a prompt for a story or poem. I scored PINK. I took the names of the various shades from a paint colour chart to compose this little story
***
Passing the cherry bush and entering the
rose arbour, the mischievous, poetic princess’ mind was occupied by her current
writing. “What rhymes with lovelight?” she pondered.
Suddenly she caught the flash of a
smouldering pink gown. Rushing to investigate the movement of outrageous pink she
lost one of her ruby slippers.
An alabaster vase, discarded by the
intruder, made her trip. A rustle amid the falls of fuchsias with their pale
buds caused her to look up. Before her hovered a fairy with coral essence
wings.
“I need to find a peaceful place where I
can sleep tight.” The fairy said.
The princess pointed to the white chapel
surrounded by powdered snow with a pink powderpuff hue. Pink confetti still covered
the crackled path.
In a pink wink the fairy was gone.
No comments:
Post a Comment