Pink

Pink

by Luci Shaw

Not a color I've wanted to wear—too
innocently girlish, and I'm not innocent,
not a girl. But today the gnarled cherry trees
along Alabama Street are decked out
like bridesmaids—garlands in their hair,
nosegays in their hands—extravagant,

finally the big spring wedding to splurge,
and hang the cost. Each really wants to be
the bride so she can toss her bouquet until,
unaccustomed, the gutters choke
with pink confetti that flies up and whirls
in the wake of cars going west,

flirting shamelessly with teenage boys on
the crosswalks. The pale twisters,
the drifts of petals, call out to me, "Let go;
it's OK to be giddy, enchanted, flighty,
intoxicated with color. Drive straight
to the mall and buy yourself a pink Tee."

"Pink" by Luci Shaw from What the Light Was Like.

Okay,so I was at Jayne's beautiful garden on Wednesday and found these beautiful flowers,  and they just happened to be pink and even though pink has never been my favorite color, now I'm thinking maybe I'll sign up and be a pink fan. How about you? 

One of my seventh graders wrote this one on her favorite color.
Check out the photos at the bottom of the page.

Pink

Pink are your cheeks

coming in from a cold breezy day

Pink is a pillow

ready to hold your head

Pink is a kiss

that lands on a cheek

Pink is a willing heart

ready to give someone a hug

Pink is a bow

tied on a girl’s head

Pink is pink polish she wears on her nails

Pink comes in all shades when you mix red and white

Pink is a ballerina’s ballet shoes and a tutu

shaking on soul, nervous for the dance

Pink tastes like a grapefruit

but cotton candy as well

Pink tastes like pink lemonade

Pink smells like a rose

blooming, looking its best

Pink is the smell of fresh clothes

laundry detergent

Pink is soft, comforting

warm, cheerful, girly

 and sweet

Pink is a teeny, tiny little tinkle in your ear

When you pull down your covers

Do you think pink?