Sonny Rainshine


Blue Flame - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

It always seemed incongruous
to me that a flame could be blue,
blue as a cold, hard sapphire is.
Fire should be red or yellow
or orange—warm colors,
and blue reserved for the sea
and the firmament.

But yet, even the sky
at times turns to fire colors,
purloining from the sun,
and the ocean in certain light
seems green as pine needles.

Is nothing then dependable?
Prisms and spectrums and light
are magicians who trick us,
and sometimes surprise us.
Who do they think they are?
Picasso?


Comments about Blue Flame by Sonny Rainshine

  • Rookie - 0 Points Dawn Fuzan (5/13/2014 6:17:00 PM)

    Sonny This is a good poem, keep it up (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 20, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, May 2, 2011


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