I was a quiet, sensitive teenager, who felt songs deeply, like tattoos. I’d never been to sea or travelled abroad, and longed to sail away. But I let someone underneath my skin, where there was an empty space to fill. That was where I went wrong, trusting someone who didn’t have my best interests at […]
Tag: Blue
Blue Period
As in Pablo Picasso’s depressive art, the long path through a winter dark with anguish, despair and frailty is a spectrum of indigo melancholy: from blue-tinged ice, cobalt and navy to the hopefulness of aquamarine, it echoes our blind faith in the seasons. And then, suddenly, pieces of sky drop to earth in hosts of […]
Indigo
They called her Indigo, not the name of a goddess, but Greek all the same, meaning Indian dye. She’s the turning of twilight, the tint of an iris that blooms in the garden or the depth of an eye. Her name gives her freedom to stride where she pleases in new jeans the blue of […]
I stick these pages together with blue
The blue-tack tucked in the side of the drawer reminds me of days when I listened to your voice non-stop. My younger self wrote your lyrics with a blue ink italic calligraphy pen on index cards; I even copied artwork from album sleeves, shaded in with rainbow-coloured pencils. Leaves unfurled and fell with your smoky […]
Blueprint for a Summer Afternoon
We sat cross-legged on short grass that left a prickly itch on bare skin. Summer stretched out, […]
Blue Ink
Blue is a memory of days at primary school: of dipping pens into inkwells, the scratch of italic nibs, and a summer sky outside the classroom window, copying a poem by Blake or some old poet on lined paper, a blue tint of words. Blue was the colour of our uniform, much darker than ink, […]
Liquid Blue Octave
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Breathing in Blue also shared on Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform De (WhimsyGizmo) has inspired us with photos from her visit to Lake Tahoe – “Lake of the Sky” and, for this week’s Poetics, asks us to look up, breathe in some blue, and breathe out a poem. […]
Once in a Blue Moon (reprise)
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Let’s Kick It Up a Notch This evening, Victoria is our host and has asked us to search our archives, choose a poem and add a little spice to it through the use of sensory description, replacing metaphor, or tightening up the word count. I have reworked […]
Blue Hydrangea
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #117 and dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille 11 As a token Of the gardener’s growing love He presented his sweetheart With a single Blushing pink hydrangea bloom Her disappointment Spilled into the room Acid words dripped From her petal lips And the perfect globe Underwent a sea change And […]
Before the Battle
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #106 The stillness seems to deepen. Hush! Soft footprint without a sound On daytime ground Cooling in the night-time shadows. Out of black silence come two hands, Blue as the moon and dry as sand, Acrid touch of a woad warrior. Yes, I know It is you […]
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