Blue Not The Blue Shading Into Lilac (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

blue not the blue shading into lilac
but Blue Itself, isolate crystal
I isolate you

clean precipitate
of the dreaming soul
without rejoinders.

see I have spun from you
a few lacework kingdoms
from a single strand pale blue

unraveling sky, tentative clouds

one eyelash from the lantern moon.
how out of favor you are in some regimes
blue not going anywhere at all

a worn out colour for the Spring collection

they think
I see you on the brink of tears, my blue taffeta
and glimpse you through the outworn years

ah blue of the world so weary
vanishing beyond clouds taking the bluebirds with you,
the stray honeysuckle for consolations
into the Far Sapphire piled up stratospheres

where the winds are found
dozing at the door of infinite Summer.

mary angela douglas 12 august 2018; 20 may 2024