Distant Blues

asea and afraid...but resolved in my stead.. every once in awhile, I like to bring back from the dead

 

I just got those run down, mopey, shuffling feet, distant blues...

with stomach churning...heart's a burning, flutters to bemuse.

 

Daily candor and instant Karma throw me off my game…

unfit thoughts, salvaged parts, really both the same.

 

I’ve walked the fence, smelled the stench, eaten off the floor…

battered, striated, confused state, knocking at the door.

 

Those same old busted, upside down, complex, distant blues…

find their way inside my hat, my shirt, my pants, my shoes.

 

So here I am and here we sit, apart, dressed as if to kill…

my time to view and walk the beach will never be until

 

I’ve lofted high above the realm and soared beneath your soul…

wondered why it isn’t you, adrift, in arms, on peaceful knoll

 

Time reflects and spans the love between the distant blues…

bereft with unabridged desire, within the rainbow’s hues.

 

Tidal waves of languished fear across my ambiguity…

I sense it’s fear of the unknown, perhaps in time I’ll see.

 

I’m lost, dismissed, fermented by the lust of enticing wine

Always 'round the corner, I search for the missing sign

 

I just can’t lose those distant blues, no matter how I try

distant blues that come and go, and still I wonder why?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

written: August 8, 2011
photo: Cape May, New Jersey (August 3, 2011)
It's been a while since I've written something new....and fresh
would appreciate any feedback you could give me on this one, friends.
Thanks...as always

Reviews

[Mary C]

I'm not that impressed with the rhymes, to be honest. I do like the content very much though

[Mika Haruna]

I love the flow of this poem, you painted a very vivid image in my mind! Really good work!

[Coyote Poetry]

The photo is amazing. The poem was good too. Life is a wild journey. Can be change by decision and things unknown.
"Tidal waves of languished fear across my ambiguity…
I sense it’s fear of the unknown, perhaps in time I’ll see."
Thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Callista-Jade]

Great use of rhyme, and the flow is perfect. Great job.

[Mark]

And yet...and yet, thank God for them distant blues, for no matter how vexing they may seem in the moment, if it weren't for the blues, ninety-five percent of us would never write at all! A nicely-crafted reminder that what's fun is rarely productive, and what's productive is rarely fun!

[WindSong]

The rhyme is perfect and it flows straight through. It's a very well written poem with great imagery and delivery which I enjoyed reading immensely.

WindSong

[?]

Very Nice!!
Very well written and love the rhyming.
From the pic it seems a storm is brewing, in the poem I get sorta of the same sense, but a kinda storm, and energy, a longing wanting to burt out from with in. The yearning of ones desires, just waiting, wanting to be set free, I may be wrong, dont know. But either way and however it is, I loved it, enjoyed this piece so very much.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Allen, this is a well written poece, it has good feel to it and the rhyme is well balanced. A very enjoyable read.

[Sunni Davis]

I love the rhythm and rhyme of your words. This makes me think of a storm brewing under calm skies. All this energy waiting to burst free. Simply outstanding, my friend! You are a master of words!