Some wounds lie beneath
the surface, gasping for air,
but finding no respite. Each
touch invites salt-inflicted
agony. If they can’t be seen,
it doesn’t mean stories lack
sad beginnings, middles,
or endings. Life isn’t always
Hallmark. The whole truth
isn’t visible to the naked
eye. Hard times come in
different shapes and sizes;
they have no boundaries.
And reactions that follow
come in various colors.
What color are you?
Lauren Scott © 2018
Nice post and concept. Colors can hide the true design underneath. I like green – and others too. 🙂
Thanks so much for your kind words and insightful comment. Green is a favorite of mine, too. 🙂
My pleasure. Enjoyed the conversation. 🙂
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
Thanks again, John, for your wonderful generosity! Hope you have a great rest of your week, my friend…
You are very graciously welcome again.
I am familiar with the unseen wounds Lauren, they have endowed me with greater strength and the determination to find my own happiness, as all hard times do pass. Sun shines brighter when it shines through the clouds.
Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.
I think most of us are familiar with unseen wounds, Balroop, and it’s our reactions to them that will determine the rest…I’m sorry to hear you’ve dealt with them, but so happy to hear you’ve come out stronger with even more perseverance. I do see you as a very strong individual. Thanks for your kind words, my friend, and take care. xo
Purple and green are my favorites, but all colors are beautiful… ❤
I like those colors, too, Bette. Thanks for your comment and have a wonderful day! xo
“What color are you?”
Now that would be telling. 😉
The color of our reactions to hard times…mine have been red, blue, and green. 🙂
SPECTACLES
There was once a man who had a remarkable pair of spectacles, rather like Reactolite Rapides except that, like a mood ring, they changed their colour according to his feelings of the moment. When sad, all the world would appear in the colours of sadness; when fearful, in the colours of fear; when angry, in the colours of anger; when contented, in the colours of joy.
He could make no sense of these varied colourings which would not stay still. He had no success in trying to understand why the world kept changing in this way. He suspected that his spectacles might be the cause of the mystery, but every time he took them off to look at them they were, of course, completely clear.
– https://bookofguff.wordpress.com/2011/06/28/spectacles/
Thanks for sharing, Ben. This definitely ties into my poem. I think no matter how hard we try, the colors will always change. So it’s up to us – in a sense, a choice – to change from sad or angry to calm, happy, or contented. 🙂
Yep. 🙂
Lauren, it’s so true, we don’t always know what others are going through. We shouldn’t make quick judgments when we don’t know their stories. Some learn to hide their difficulties, but they still need compassion. This really says it well! (I would choose to be a healing shade of blue.)
Hope things are going all right with you, and that you have a good week coming up. Time keeps escaping me, but I’m thinking of you.
💗💕 Hugs💕💗
Well said, Betty, and exactly what I’m conveying in this poem, too. I have reacted in several colors at different times…red (anger), gray (sad), and blue (healing, calming). I emailed you last night, too, just fyi. 😉 Thinking of you, also, my friend, and wrapping you in healing hugs. 💗💗
Received your email, thanks! Will be replying soon. Thank you for the hugs – back to you. ❤️💕🤗
Beautiful poem, Lauren. These days, my colors seem to change on a daily basis. ❤
Thanks so much, Jill. I understand how colors can change, too. 🙂 I’ve reacted in red, blue, and gray – all depending on everything involved. I confess to red, but sometimes anger inches in. Then soon after, blue takes over, which is a good thing (calming). Sending hugs, my friend. xo
“Life isn’t always Hallmark.” But we are such believers, Lauren! All those cards coming to us for so many years convinced us, I guess, that life should be beautiful and sunny, always—but isn’t! So today, at least, I guess, I’m blue!
I am definitely a believer, but also a realist. 🙂 Several colors have shown my reactions to hard times…red, gray, and blue stand out the most. Blue is calming to me, unlike the old adage of feeling blue or sad. Thanks so much for stopping by and chiming in. I’m behind on reading blogs, but will visit you soon. ❤
There is a lot more to most than they reveal, of course.
Chocolate is my color.
You’re right, Binky, and chocolate is the best color!
I’m staying yellow like sunshine! 😉 ❤
Sunshine is a good color to be, Debby! Have a great day, my friend! ❤🌻❤🌻
Thanks Lauren. Be well. 🙂 ❤
Lovely poem Lauren, so many things are unseen even if not hidden intentionally. I agree with Jill my colours seem to change frequently.
Thanks, Alison, and whenever I react to hard times, my colors change, too. I’ve been red, gray, and blue, for example. 🙂 xoxo
Another beautiful poem, Lauren, and with much truth hidden in the lines and between the lines.
Bless you, my friend.
Luv and hugz from Singapore,
Eric
Thanks so much, Eric! What’s funny is I remember replying to you on this already. Hope I’m not losing my mind, but I just noticed that I hadn’t. Unless my comment is floating around somewhere in WP. 🙂 Anyway, thanks again and hope all is well with you. Love and hugs from CA. 🙂
A lovely poem, Lauren. My colors change so often and each can mean more than one thing; I’m not sure how to answer. Love and hugs
Thanks, Michelle, and I think you answered honestly and perfectly. 🙂 Big hugs and Happy weekend! xoxo
Beautiful, deep and touching – your poems always have this effect on me, Lauren! 😊 As an artist I have to say that I love all colours but shades of green and blue always were my favourites. Thinking of you and sending huge hugs! 💙💚😄
Thanks, Sarah, that’s really nice to “hear.” I also like your color choice, calming shades. Big hugs to you, too, and TGIF! 💗😍
I’ll go with Roy G. Biv for my colour. 🌈
Great choice, Resa! Thanks for chiming in and Happy Friday! 😊🎉❤
Happy Friday!!! 🙃❦❦
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