Tag Archives: blue poems
.. Home again, and even here the sky’s a song, a rhythm and blues tango-tangle of cloud -stitched cobalt quilt. She’s built of this, this indigo swirl, this lake sky curl that reminds her to remain liquid even here in … Continue reading
.. i am a monument of broken. spill of sea salt, smudge of ink, pink eraser dust apricot sky. i lie in soft tones of intricate eggshell blue. i mourn no thing; these cracks are where the last long golden … Continue reading
Play magnetic poetry here.
Blue is held in heart and chest, stirred by significant breeze, contemplated by clouds. We shroud ourselves in -digo proud, believe ………………..in blur. .. Prompted by Toads.
.. When it’s fin -ally time for her to go, just dip her ….. in ……….indigo. . Prompted by OctPoWriMo, day 8.
(the vigilance of stars) .. well. i think we might just have something here, lost in all this blue. do you remember the way the earth swelled when you smiled? the wild heart abandon of that breeze? i’ll ask … Continue reading
.. and i savor your thunderous song, the way you make music of everything, nothing. the way the clouds play along. ..
. this poem is a lake. it takes its colors from the sky breathes fire and spills itself at sunset. It has yet to hold itself fully at bay, sways with the breeze. this poem tenders trees and timbres song. … Continue reading
ripple reflect the sky and I cotton candy cloud the day into some semblance of sugarplum sway. ..