Blue coaxes me to morning.
A midnight nudge to peacock blush.
Full moon grins with Antarctic brush.
Glacial silt blue,
blue spiralling over aquamarine.
Blue striations on white tabular berg,
blue eyed shag’s gaze
pierces my day.
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 🙂