a blue thought

probably not what you think

I looked for you

in the wide blue sky--

and missing you --

I peeked into the Robin's nest.

You were not there so

I walked out alone

in the Midnight wave.

Searching long and loud

for that Cerulean hue.

I wandered far--

peered around and under

Violet and Gentian and Lotus flower.

I knew I'd find you.

Somewhere along the lonely road

And  one bright day, I might . . .

Author's Note

not finished. . . just trying it out

Reviews

[4ammonologues]

"Searching long and loud
for that Cerulean hue."

This part is my favorite. I find that it reflects the overall feel of the poem really well. Once again, you've found a good balance in this one - there is something blue and sad to it, but on the other hand I felt confident in your words. comfortable. Your imagery is beautiful but not over-done, it lets the reader understand and appreciate, but isn't confusing.

[Sean Allen]

Blue is the color of the Earth and yet there are still so many shades to see within it.

[KUFU]

Yes, this is a very nice poem. Of course you know I am partial to Blue anyway. You have an affinity to capture the Earthy feels of nature. This write is no exception. I pictured you climbing the tree to check the robins nest and was amused to see you finding the nest devoid of little Blue eggs. Maybe there was even an ugly little chick there; I aint sure, but the image painted with yer words prompted the image. I can't help but wonder if there is a second layer to this poem. I hate searching high and low for something and not being able to find it. Ahh, but life is not the destination, it is the journey, and you illustrate well how adventurous the journey/search can be...after all, it prompted you to pen this fine piece.

[Sel Whiteley]

You describe thought so beautifully and your metaphorical search for perfection, the phrases are haunting and the flow, lyrical. Its made all the more vivid by those specifics, the Midnight wave, I imagine this as blue and then 'Searching long and loud/for that Cerulean hue.'
There is a blueness to this of course, but it is also employs skillful assonance and alliteration 'long and loud' and the u in Cerulean hue. And then the end:
'Violet and Gentian and Lotus flower.'
There is something about flowers names that are just exquisite. I can't help but agree with W.K.Kortas, there is a huge amount of Emily Dickinson in this.

[Antony]

Should a lonely soul in search of something....happen upon another lonely soul, they will somehow connect and maybe just maybe....never be lonely again. This is beautiful.

Tony

[Collect-Eye]

you score points for making me look up a word or two.

I agree w/ dream guardian on this one. It's a great piece, but it's hard to explain in words why it sinks in the way it does.

Maybe it's just written from the perspective of someone curious and spontaneous and free and expressed in sort of a vision that floats between the mind and reality so it resonates and reflects w/ a natural part of myself, one I haven't fully explored or known

..overall, more of a feel than anything you can prove or put your stamp of recognition completely on. But just as real, if not more so.

anyway, it's after 2 am, and I keep promising myself I will read weaveworld and fall asleep.

[TL Boehm]

blue is actually my favorite color...I love the word weaving in this - and the story of it.

[Gandré]

I walked out alone

in the Midnight wave.

Searching long and loud

for that Cerulean hue.------------this was sweet. nice concept. sweet precious poems, aren't they?
so innocent.
don t be so tired. ignore those who make you tired... talk soon.

[closed]

wow, this really is pretty.

I feel that it speaks to me for some reason. Not sure why.

good job.

-Dream