Patricia M Osborne

Today’s challenger is writer, Rosemary Noble. Rosemary’s response to the challenge comes in the form of Colours of Grief which you can read below.

Who knew grief came in colours? Red cherries I bought to tempt your failing appetite, a painted smile concealing the devastation in my heart. The pink of a rosebud, your last present, softly kissed, remembering. I ache with lassitude for the inevitable phone call, a yellow helplessness I can’t dispel, along with the white-hot resentment that you’re leaving too soon.

Blackness of the race through flooded streets to stroke your cooling, waxy cheek in the muted orange glow of the curtained room. Cards like snowflakes in summer falling through my letterbox contrast with the multi-coloured spray atop your coffin.

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Rosemary wrote Colours of Grief after first losing her mum and later her best friend, both in a close space of time. I think we can all associate with this. I know I certainly have similar memories about my late mum and sister. People say time heals but in fact time just helps you get better at putting one foot in front of the other.

Thank you, Rosemary, for sharing this special story.

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If you’d like to find out more about Rosemary and her writing you can visit her at her website. https://rosemarynoble.wordpress.com/