The Personalities Of Pink

Sometimes pink arrives with trumpets.

Deep and throaty,

they shout out from

the back of the garden.

Their personality is unmistakeable;

tall and stately,

they command my attention.

Sometimes pink arrives with a twinkle,

with a momentary flash

that catches my eye,

as if a fairy has suddenly fluttered by.

Did I really see it?

Or, was it just my imagination?

Sometimes pink plays tricks on me.

It hides behind things,

choosing objects that are transparent,

invisible, 

then takes on their form,

like this spider's web.

Sometimes pink has a job to do.

It colours the petals

that create this fortress,

to hide, from potential thieves,

a fortune of

sun-infused jewels.

Sometimes pink attracts things

that like sweetness,

like bees and wasps

and flies

...and

me!

And sometimes pink arrives

without a sound.

I notice the garden is quiet,

serene, peaceful

and calm.

That's how I know

pink has

arrived.