(internet photo)
Blue coaxes me to morning.
A midnight nudge to peacock blush.
Full moon grins with Antarctic brush.
Glacial silt blue,
sapphire blue,
blue topaz,
blue spiralling over aquamarine.
Blue striations on white tabular berg,
artesian blue;
blue eyed shag’s gaze
pierces my day.
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What about feeling blue? And of course, I am kidding. Lovely, vivid words.
Thank-you for the comment. That particular day absolutely no feeling blue 🙂