Baby In Blue

E n d l e s s l y  i n s p i r e d  b y  y o u :
You, whom I once thought
to be lost in the summer’s night,
in sun-showers and the fervor of ripening;

when I was young and unfettered
and could savor the gifts brought
unto me, delivering me from aimlessness 
to a birth most cathartic - correcting.

You, whom I once consoled; 
my hamartia, my all-for-not 
and now never again, should I keep 
steadfast to a path of unwavering.

Remembrance is born with the seasons;
Inspiration blossoms with age. 

Reviews

[MFrano1]

Wow. I clicked on your profile to read one poem and I've been stuck clicking on each one going down the line, some of them going back to read again. Each time I think I found my favorite you blow me away with a better one. You are an absolutely magnificent writer- you show deep thought and strong emotion, and you have very strong lines. You're a wonder. If I could go above 100 in my rating I would, unfortunately I can't, so I'll just give you the 100 even though it's not what you deserve.

[Colin Kingsden]

Thank you infinitely for the kind and flattering words! It means a lot to me that my work is able to resonate with somebody!

Cheers,
-C. Kingsden

[ShowtunesGiraffe]

I really like the line "Inspiration blossoms with age". Well done!

[SammMG]

Strikingly beautiful.. I get such a sense of coming of age through this and it hits me right in the heart.

Great job!

[Colin Kingsden]

Thanks, Samm! I'm glad that it could have this effect on you.

-C. Kingsden

[Lacy Cole]

absolutely beautiful.


Nothing else needs to be said; beautiful.

[Colin Kingsden]

Thanks, Lacy!

Cheers,
-C. Kingsden