Colours

(flash fiction)

Eyes almost cobalt, Neil was her blue-eyed boy.  Amber with hair to match and a temper on-the ready to flare . Born yellow with jaundice, Sunny lived on to fill the house with laughter. Petal, dear Petal, with parrot eyes and always rescuing animals. Indigo, her daydreamer child, mostly lost in Piscean waters.

She hears their voices in the deep of night. Sees their faces in vibrant colour behind closed eye-lids.

She remembers how they were taken away,  one by one,  only she can’t remember why.

That must be when the colours started to leave her.  Now she sees the world only in monochrome.

Or, perhaps, grays are the only colours in the psychiatric ward.

Another phone composition in the dead of night. Because I’m addicted? All thanks to Rochelle. I  blame her 😁😆😂🤣
Photo prompt –

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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48 comments on “Colours

  1. You misspelled colors. I’m joking. I know you guys on the other side of the world do that for Scrabble purposes.

    I can see how losing all her colours could lead her to the psychiatric ward. Nice job of painting her life. Well done.

    • Haha 😀 You are never going to get us to drop the ‘u’. I never thought about using it for Scrabble but you make a great point. I might now add ‘u’ to other words as well 🙂
      Thanks for the compliment.

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