I want to paint my nails. My mother says no. She says the look is stupid, that I’m only ten. She does not understand my urgent craving for the magical shades of glittering red and pink, brushes that transform dull beige into a shimmering rainbow.
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Colour Change by Penny luker
The bedroom walls were covered with posters of fantasy drawings. Clothes were hung from doors and draped over chairs. Make-up spilled from jars and pots and colourful jewellery decorated every surface.
Green (with Envy) by Diane Tarantini
For the longest time I loved you. And hated you. Actually, it was more of an envy. ‘Cause day in and day out boys liked me but wanted you. Week after week I was cute but you were hot. Back then I was pretty sure cute was a four letter word.
The Phoenix by Lyn Zinkiew
The lengthening hours mourn a solemn cry through the night air;
darkening shadows lending themselves across the land.
Autumn’s Arrival by Lyn Zinkiew
Unable to cling any longer,
They lazily pirouette to the ground
With flashy ribbons of color
Golden yellows, rich reds, burnt orange
Weekend Morning by Patricia Wellingham-Jones
The tea kettle whistles
its wake-up call,
tea fills the mug,
double-strength.
Joy At The Meeting by Patricia Wellingham-Jones
A woman in my county
doesn’t play on a green field
or hold court on a gymnasium floor.
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