Your colour is green

This is a poem about the destructive personality trait that is jealousy.

How has it taken you so long

to show your true colour?

It is a livid green,

That was running like a thick deposit

Buried deep below the surface waiting to be mined.

But I didn’t detect it, I didn’t drill through your veneer.    

Your pristine exterior is now scarred with the welts

Where your jealousy has been exposed,

Laid bare, 

Fault lines across the landscape of our lives.

I thought you were someone else

But you are not that man

You are less.

Your toxic green core has caused the ground to shift and fracture.

Our love now lies buried beneath the rockfall

Of your recriminations.

Author: Deryn

Born and bred in Manchester UK with a degree in French from the University of Exeter, I found myself in Johannesburg, South Africa in 1995 via Spain, France and Greece. And London. I have worked in the hospitality industry in marketing, as a radio and tv producer, in PR and communications for South Africa's buy local advocacy campaign and since June 2022 have been running my own content creation and PR company, Use Lorem Ipsum. I have always been a reader and writer of stories and am relieved finally to have achieved the publication of this blog. Now for that novel. I am the mother of 2 sons, middle of 3 sisters, owner of a dog and the ex wife and ex girlfriend of a number of men who clearly didn't deserve me. I am an eternal optimist for myself, my country and the planet, so don't let me down, world.