Saturday, November 20, 2010

Blue

I had lived by the sea for quite some years far away from trees
The sight was stunning for the first ten, but grew dimmer through the years
The sand, the rocks, the waves, and wind were beautiful to me
But in the end the solid blue would bring me to sullen tears

The specifics i choose not to conjure for fright of hurt and pain
But the color i had once beloved now reeked of unhappy news
I opted instead to move ahead and escape my estate to one less stained
Somewhere i could lick my wounds and escape from the solid blue

I found a cottage far away with forests and mountains
Much more of a nurturing place that did not remind me of you
There is still the blue of the wind, but with a palate of many, many more
So many colors that they have lifted away my mood of blue

2 comments:

  1. I enjoyed reading your poem. It confused my a little, but after reading it multiple times I understood it a little better. At first, I thought that you wanted to move to a different place that didn't remind you of the sea. But when I read the third stanza and you used the word "you," I was wondering if there was a person that you wanted to move away from. The color blue was resembled throughout your poem. I was able to relate the word to "the sea," "waves," "wind," and the unhappy mood. I like that you rhymed every other line of the first two stanzas. It had a nice flow to it. Great job!

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  2. After a couple of reads, i was able to fully understand where you were coming from in your poem. Your use of the color Blue lent itself to many feelings of unhappiness. At first, like Amanda, i thought that you just wanted to get away from the sea, but tghen when i saw you use the word "you" i realized that you were talking about someone whom you had been very close to.

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