Color of Pain


If pain had a color
what color would it be.

She told me pain is blue.

Yet…

Everything I’ve ever
loved is blue.

The sky.

The sea.

The quiet moods in me.

All thought in shades
and tranquil hues
of blue.

But insistant
she cried out loud.

As high
as the storm and gathering
clouds.

“Bren, I know what colour
pain is, and it’s

Blue.”

~*~

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Sloppy Joes

“So, can we have that for supper?”

“I don’t know how to make it.”

“My dad told me. It’s really easy. He said all you need is a couple of things.”

“I don’t know how to make Floppy Joes.”

“Oh, that’s a great name for it! Must remember to tell the guys that at school.”

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Of course, mention anything ‘floppy’ and a mans name now to a soon-to-be 16 year old girl is dynamite.
She cracked up when I got the name wrong. I’ve never made Sloppy Joes before and she asked her dad how to and wants me to make them.
Well, I got the name mixed up….. hahaha we did have a giggle for a few minutes, especially when she said she was going to tell her her school pals the new name for them….LOL

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