The Healing Properties of Color
Once in a blue moon,
you’ll find yourself in the black
having one of those
screaming red letter days,
fire engine red wagon red
cherry red days
and not a scarlet letter
in the house. Sometimes,
it becomes so dizzying
you’ll turn a bit green
(whether from nausea
or envy, I really can’t say).
On grey days like these,
carefully sort through
the dark clouds, unthread
their silver linings
eat a peach, peel an orange,
scan the yellow pages.
Look over every white
picket fence, listen for the hum
of white noise. Wait
for Mary’s violet eyes
to make John stay up
nights proposing. Then,
when all that happens,
it feels like the end
of something has settled
right there in your solar plexus
and you become the pot of gold
everyone is looking for.
Lisa Vihos
