Longlisted Poem 2011

Nicki Biggs

South Wilts Grammar School, Wiltshire

Yellow

Yellow.
We splash the paint around,
Neutral: gender neutral.
Each stroke covers a peeling border or
A telling scuff mark
Holding memories from years and years ago
And promising more and more to come.
Sunlight tiptoes in through the plain unfrosted glass
In its plain unpainted frame
And I laugh.
It pokes a pudgy finger at the carpetless floor,
The unassembled baby’s crib, the chair with the leg tacked on
But it has no effect. Certainly
The world appears a little brighter, the house a little softer,
Less dilapidated. But
The floor is still dusty, my mind is still dreaming, the
Walls are still yellow.
Later, much later, as I pace the floor
With its ageing carpet of creamy grey
And watch the rain through the plain splattered glass
In its plain painted frame,
I think back to another day,
When you and I would smile and laugh and watch the world
From our front-row seats. Before
You left me to explore new shores alone.
Another place, another time
With all the others who’ve accidentally left behind the ones they love.
But the world’s a little darker, our old home creaks around me, I
See the marks on the skirting board
From switching our baby’s crib to a child’s bed to a study
That we’ll pass our years away from. But
The floor is still dusty, my mind is still dreaming, the
Walls are still yellow.
© Nicki Biggs

Project Details

  • Date February 11, 2015
  • Tags 2011 Simplicity - Longlisted Poems