The Blue Of Blues Poem by Sandra Feldman
The Blue Of Blues
The color Blue has wings,
It travels to the sky,
And there it stays,
Till come the days,
When skies decide to cry.
Blue tears that fill the ocean blue,
Sometimes sprayed with spume white,
Of waves that swiftly come and go,
And surf Nature's delight.
The color Blue, so many tones,
The same as is for life,
It seems to dream, a perfect scheme,
That disappears at night,
When all is dark and silent too,
And all that's blue takes flight.
Brava! Sandra, for this wonderfully imaginative and picturesque poem in which Nature is so beautifully personified. I enjoy it more each time I read it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/18/2024 6:33:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I really like this Sandra. It reads like a fable, almost. Well written, well formed, language evoking a lovely image in my mind. Yes, the color blue does have wings. Well done. Thanks!