Icelandic Blue

Somewhere between the North Atlantic and Arctic Ocean

Comes the origin of a gifted poets legacy 

From the roots of sand and lava fields 

Grows her blossoming creativity 

Her river of imagination undeterred

By the glaciers life so easily forms 

Her pen is warmed by the gulf streams flow

Under a Nordic evenings afterglow

Unravel her mind and you shall see

How the moon comes down to flirt with seas

The stars plucked with delicacy  

Placed around by your feet 

Once you walk a path through her words 

Paradise feels real heaven is here

Let your heart escape the confines of normality 

Fly free in Icelandic Blue's poetry  

Author's Note

Inspired by a friend and gifted poetess, Miss Icelandic Blue.

Reviews

[Laura Lynn]

wow, I feel like we should all read this person's writings every day, I am so overwhelmed with how many lofty heaven ideas everyone is floating around the the sun, moon, the stuff of clouds and glittery dream-stuff, unreal, if only I could sleep!

[Pryde Foltz]

Once you walk a path through her words
Paradise feels real heaven is here
Let your heart escape the confines of normality
Fly free in Icelandic Blue's poetry

She is indeed one fine poet and this is one find poem in honour of our IcyBlue.

[KeeD]

Thank you, your writing and work is beautiful too. I wonder if I can capture your poetic heart in words.

[Pryde Foltz]

You can give it a shot … I would be honoured:)