my world blue all
is a distant blue
the memory of you blue taos mountain blue
the clear sky of new mexico a
very special blue all birds blue
my siren song blue sung in the key of blue
weeping
tears run down my cheeks blue
my hankie blue my days without you blue
all words in the dictionary blue all that i see is blue
my heart beats blue bleeds blue
i am blue
10 comments:
Somehow, as you describe your mood, your world, I get more insight into the birth of the Blues, & begin to see why I dig that musical/poetic form so much, & hate barbershop quartets even more. I always enjoy pursuing your words all over the page, like perusing an abstract painting; always more there with a second look.
And hey, what a thrill to be FIRST in what will be a long queue of amazed & adoring fans.
you know.. it's good to sing the blue/s when we're sad as i think it helps a lot to express our feelings... hope that you get some color back into your world soon annell...
we have to be honest with our feelings...if we are not then we live in a fiary tale...and eventually that all falls apart on us...and we are worse off for not living through those blues....
I understand, Annell. You have to express your feelings as they are rather than pretending everything feels okay. I totally respect honesty in poems, and that is the kind of poem that most resonates me. Your realness shines through, Annell, always. And you have reason to be blue right now on your journey. I SO respect that.
This is both a poignant and beautiful poem, Annell. It is not surprising that you should see your world as blue. My brother died ten years ago and parts of me is still blue even if the pain is far less acute.
I've been in a place like this, although perhaps not for the same reason. I love your form, which really added to the poem for me.
janet
So original - and very effective. A thought-provoking piece for me.
It's such a difficult space when all the warmth is gone and what is left is an utterly painful existence...the poem reveals life's monochrome tapestry which is so unbearable sometimes...
A world colored blue.......Taos Mountain being blue reminds me of the hills surround my town when I was a small child and how I called them "the big blue hills".
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