NaPoWriMo: Our Lady of the Loos -A Vision

When the daily prompt asks you to try writing an aisling *poem and you take a trip to London only to discover that the rail network there has been giving its formerly grotty, run-down facilities a facelift, you can only write about one thing… I had great fun doing it, especially as I was able to combine it with yet more ’Paint Chip Poetry.’ Thanks go to Dulux, Annie Sloan and French Chic paints for the ‘resource material!’

* A Gaelic-style dream or vision poem usually featuring a woman who personifies the area in which you live.

Moon Cloud, After Midnight she appears,
the answer to all our prayers; 
Whiter Than White robes,
cloak marbled  with Grey Pebble.

“Dazzle Me!” I whisper to our Lady Grey.
“Dazzle Me with your
Duck Egg Blue doors,
Floors of Chicago Grey, (no Faded Terracotta here).

Dazzle Me with your shiny taps;
Smooth Operators gushing torrents of Crystal Blue.

You are my Chateau Grey;
your flushes the Salt of The  Earth.

You are the Creme de la Crème of Railway sanitary facilities,
a Love Letter to the weary traveller caught short.
When the time comes for that final flush,
may I  have the Last Dance with you.”

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