Alicia asked us to wear green for her hen do
the combination of handbags, tights, waistcoats,
hairbands and dresses brought together in witchiness
was a world-altering concotion.
The next day all we can see is green.
We lean on walls that are sloth-green with moss or lichen
to consider our new emerald world.
Alicia says she doesn’t like green anymore.
Green cars suddenly become as lucky as four-leaved clovers
as they are the only ones we can drive.
Motorways are no longer functional
"A" roads are the way to go if you follow the signs
The khaki of army store jackets from college days
fills the streets
suddenly found decades later in empty wardrobes
Asda has a monopoly
as people rush to buy up ingredients
for lime, cucumber and kiwi smoothies,
asparagus and courgette pesto with spinach pasta,
apples, grapes and
The custard is fine as long as you add
emerald food colouring
before placing it in a forest green bowl.
I thank Walkers for making Salt+Vinegar crisps green,
after years of feeling this was wrong, not just the packet,
they made the crisps green too.
Green tea sales soar.
But once we buy up the green food
we must return to the pea-green daylight, eerie
like a giant fly incinerator left on in an otherwise empty office
Our soundtrack is limited
to Shakin' Steven's “Green Door”, Will Young’s “Evergreen”
and thankfully The Village Green Preservation Society by the Kinks.
Our viewing choices are Green Wing, The Green Mile
and Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistlestop Cafe
Graham Greene, The Green Lantern and Lavinia Greenlaw,
Green Eggs and Ham and Anne of Green Gables
lie on the ground where the bookshelves used to stand
My eyes colour green with anger and confusion - flash brightly for a few seconds.
Sarah L Dixon Day 8 NaPoWriMo
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