Chase Colors

I’ve been chasing colors all my life

spending too many days in the dark

only letting in hues of browns and greens

Muted tones

Muted life

Erase it all and start at white

a brightness that was frightening at first

so unfamiliar that I supped on the shadows when

the reds and blues bombarded me with their shades of rose and sapphire

gradually and suddenly

 I found myself in the colors

I found myself in the Chase

...

Today I wake to yellows and to bursts of oranges

so bright they make me laugh

Laugh

I allowed them in,

all the colors

And I don’t hug the corners anymore

The dark spaces where my ghosts live

.

I never crawl under the bed anymore

those pitch black confines where my monsters dwell

There are even colors when I close my eyes now

twisted arcs of varied rainbows

..

and my laughter is

Fuchsia