Paint the Town a Dream

by Nee   Mar 18, 2018


I’ve gone too far on the road
to remember
What it feels like
to be home.

Will you teach me the word,
again?
For I no longer know
what it stands for.

Back h.o.m.e. there was
not a single colour
you could see but
the colour grey

But I’m here and I see
a rainbow for the first time,
and wish I could
hide it away

Or take it with me
to show my hometown
what these colours
look like

Because they’ve only got
the shades of grey
And the pitch blackness
of night

I wish I could take just a couple
of colours off that rainbow,
and paint my town
a dream

But my luggage is full,
carrying hope and joy
and seasons they have
never seen.

18-03-2018

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  • 2 years ago

    by Abed

    Judging comment:

    I understand where the poet is coming from. And I understand where she is going. Who doesn’t wish to paint his wretched homeland a dream? The tone is captivating, and the fact that a very simple diction was used highlights the idea of the town’s pale façade. It is really hard to live a grey life in a grey area, where every day is similar, and the rivers flow but backwards. The reader can sense the frustration, yet the never-ending hope, all throughout the stanzas. And in this lies the beauty of the piece.

  • 3 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Judging comments:
    Nee’s wonderful blend of gratitude at being where she is, homesickness for where she is not and sympathy for those who do not get to share the rich colours of her life are so excellently expressed here. It feels as though she is torn between the joy she feels for herself and guilt for knowing others dear to her cannot share her joy. Beautiful symbolism throughout. :-) x
    =^.^=

  • 3 years ago

    by Sai

    This is lovely. The entire poem is beautifully written but the final two stanzas are my favourite.

  • 3 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Breathtaking

  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I love the innocence in this, the youth and the adventure of a new discovery. A world of colors, of perhaps new perception, of a newfound meaning of home.

    Beautifully written...

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