(March 7th,1941 / Chichester, West Sussex, England)

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Blue

Blue floats and hovers
it never comes to rest
its scent is distant bonfires
its touch moth-breath

Blue is man-child
with spiritual eyes
a stranger in a room
who isn't one
soft down on upper lip
felt without touch

it is dreaming at night
of what is not and cannot be
it is gauze-vision
half-reality

it is a shaky signature
on a typewritten page
seen through mist

Blue is pain that is borne alone

it is quena music
bone-notes quavering over absent flesh
in death worship

yawns are for want of blue
and partially for having it

Blue is pigeons
and siamese cats
and snow shadows
it is for ever
stretching

it is ten billion spindles
weaving blue fabric endlessly

it is the certain
uncertainty

(Nov.2004)
(Senneville, Québec)

Submitted: Thursday, November 18, 2004
Edited: Friday, January 06, 2012


Read poems about / on: snow, music, child, pain, alone, death, night, cat, children, dream

Comments about this poem (Blue by Philippa Lane )

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  • Emily Oldham (10/19/2008 10:48:00 AM)

    this poem is beautiful... your idea of blue is just perfect... keep writing, thanks
    Athena

    *** words will change the world ***

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  • Sandra Fowler (10/18/2008 10:41:00 PM)

    Your bluescape is both eloquent and profound. Exceptional write.

    Wam regards,

    Sandra

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  • Max Reif (7/1/2006 8:55:00 AM)

    Dear Philippa,
    I feel this is a fine poem. It's strongly evocative, it doesn't lecture to the reader, rather gives the reader direct perceptions and associations. My intellect doesn't 'grasp' all of the images (I love the 'pigeons...' section, that I DO grasp clearly) , but I feel there's real intelligence and language that's quite wonderful.

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  • Patricia Gale (6/4/2006 12:29:00 PM)

    How you have captured a color so grand! The imagery was that of high grander.

    Patricia Gale

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  • Joyce Chelmo (4/24/2006 1:56:00 PM)

    This is absolutely enchanting, Blue is my favorite color so I couldn't resist.
    Lovely write

    Joyce

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  • Phillip Sawatzky (2/26/2006 8:02:00 PM)

    Phillipa-I'm afraid to read any more of your work. You have nailed Blue. Phillip

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  • Scarborough Gypsy (3/30/2005 10:03:00 AM)

    Philippa, this is lovely and very clever. I would like to try and write a poem like this as an excersise. It would be interesting, don't you think to see what someone else associates with the colour. Thankyou for sharing this.

    Your friend
    SG

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