Blue (poetry monthly)

Cherry

By Jane Hyphen

Mon, 15 May 2017
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Nothing’s enough but the blue

And the blue is never true

Blue is a lie

Scattered wavelengths in the sky

Cold miles of infinity

And endless emptiness beyond

It’s hollow in the blue

Like oceans from the shore

Are nothing but our dreams

Clear waters rigged with false azure

In the ancient forests too

The bells of spring were never blue

Their beauty founders not

But truly purple is their hue

Searching for blue

In the moon silent and grey

This unearthly chroma’s scarce  

But it is everywhere

Flowing from our own intrinsic view

Blue eyes in every shade

Of beautiful,

Implicit too in this charade

Pilfered colours from the skies

That lied the scattered truth

Blue is a death glow

Blue is life’s roses ebbed away

Leaving nothing but the blues

Melancholic through and through

Talking to the angels

Somewhere in the heavenly blue

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I still think there is something peaceful about the blue of  'Scattered wavelengths in the sky'! and the carpet of squill stars on the coastal path too.

But where does blue end and purple begin is a question, and in Welsh, the green of life, like grass, is refered to by the word for blue.

I suppose it does represent lack of warmth and life too. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Hi Rhinannon, thanks for commenting. It is a peaceful colour, 'squill stars on the coastal path', how lovely! I googled Welsh colours and it's a whole other world, very interesting.

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

I'm really happy you've commented Noo and with cherries too, thank you. I had a 'control c control v' related problem when uploading, did it in the wrong order and it vanished, managed to retrieve but it was jumbled and the end was missing and I couldn't remember it....ridiculous really. I will now perform it in my head...