Pink Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Pink
It permeates the lives of little girls
Peach, rose, fuchsia or shocking pink
Pretty, passive, pouting, girly, flirty,
Pink makes the boys wink
Audacious, salacious, it's a female hue

Breast cancer ribbon. In Nazi land
A pink triangle pinned on the chest
Of sexual offenders, not smelling of roses

Porky-pink preyed on by hairy wolves
Lipsticky candy-floss ephemera
Prawn, sticking plaster, Germolene and gum
Pink. A contrary colour, like a baby's bum