A Colourful Night – Vincent Edward Manda

Shredded dove feathers,
Stringy bits of cotton candy
And fluffy snow
Flow in through the broken window
Out from the cloudy
Blue moon hued sky
Dotting the sheets
With a coolly frustrating sight.

They make the colour;
Dripping from when shards of glass
Met with bare feet,
Visible on the carpet
Seen only through
Wavy kerosene lamp light.

The snow falls relentlessly;
Numbing the feet,
And like Van Gogh
With his palette and knife
Dilutes and mixes the pigments.

The feathers and cotton candy
Stain as they stick to my feet
While a gust of wind
Knocks the lamps
Onto the curtains and sheets
Making more glass shatter
Onto my face and hands.

Pools of kerosene
Collect on the windowsill and bed
While a ritual dance
Of flames
On black curtains and cream sheets;
Eating up flakes of snow
Shredded dove feathers
And bits of browning cotton candy,
Ensues, its crescendo
Being the darkening of walls.

Grayish blue smoke
Floods the room
And the sound of blood
Boiling pops into my ears.

Outside, far away, somewhere
The bang bang bangs
Of fireworks
Illuminate the cloudy sky
Merging with a partially visible
Blue moon.

It was a truly colourful night.

**Inspired by Anna Calvi’s Video for Suddenly


his name rhymes with ‘mince’. He’s rarely without a notebook and can usually be found next to the closest bottle of red wine. Previously a writer for The Roehampton Lane Journal.

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