Day 11 of Paul Brookes’ April poetry challenge. You can see the images that inspired this poem and read all the other responses here.


They bubble up from the past,
psychedelic childhoods in tangerine and sky blue,
lava lamps and floral prints.

They fade out on old biscuit tins,
cardboard chocolate boxes full of postcards,
illustrations from the days of steam.

We remember through a vintage film,
artistically soft-focused, sound a little tinny,
autumnal at the edges,

and the vibrancy of today flutters out of reach,
caught sometimes in the tail of the eye,
finches and their pied plumage.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

16 thoughts on “Colours”

      1. We had second daughter over for a couple of days and I’ve been dipping in here just to post my poem and send the next day’s off to Paul. I had one in hand, and that was enough to confuse me.

      2. Oh, that’s lovely! I’m trying to stay ahead because older child is coming for Passover, and we will also have family over. I started the cooking today. 🙂 I have actual work to do, too.

      3. Your cooking marathons seem to go on most of the year! We’ll just have the youngest here (Easter), then it’s off to Bordeaux for the newest one’s first birthday.

      4. No, cooking marathons are just for holidays, but Passover has several courses, and I make vegetarian and carnivore options. 😏
        Oh, wow–1 year!❤️

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