I don't want to court regret,
but I just noticed a fleck of Colonial Blue paint that survived
the Great Kitchen Redo of 8 - 10 years ago
(it was there on the window screen frame - how did I miss it all this time?).
Colonial Blue, peeking through the energizing yellow and white color scheme, the just-for-us cabinetry,
"Remember? Remember how you rolled Colonial Blue over the oddly arranged pink (metal!) cabinets - and even the old stove; switched out the plain, 50's style handles for the old-fashioned pewter ones?
Remember the wallpaper you hung and those matching drapes? And weekly family nights, playing games like Sorry or Monopoly Junior? And how we thought we'd beat the ugly family legacies (the future hung before us like sparkle lights)?"
I don't want to go back - I love my yellow and white kitchen, it's energy and flow - and I don't want to court regret,
but I just noticed a fleck of Colonial Blue paint peeking through the yellow and white
and I can't un-notice it.
*Photo of sculpture by Peter Cimino taken at sculpture garden of Tyler Park Center for the Arts fair, October 2012
The poem (above) is my contribution to OctPoWriMo 2014 (sure hope I can keep up!). Click on the badge below to read about OctPoWriMo 2014 - 31 poems in 31 days.