True Blue

 

It came out of the blue,

This addiction.

 

I add drops of it to everything

I eat or drink,

It cheers me up,

Helps with the pain,

Makes me feel alive again.

 

"Put the bottle down" they said,

"That stuff ain't good for you."

But it makes me forget

The grey skies outside,

Clears this blackened mind,

And wipes away the tears I've cried.

 

I'll row the boat

Gently down the stream of blue,

And allow the drink

To dye my dreams shades of sky,

Allow my mind the fly

Free of curses that made it shy

Away from love.

 

Take me away to pastures new,

With my bottle of dreams, a bottle of blue.

 

Author's Note

I'm aware, this poem has so little structure it barely qualifies as a poem.
But there isn't a genre for "Words Just Randomly Whacked Onto A Page" :I
This poem is about blue food colouring, by the way. Which me and Jenny used to dye everything we ate blue for an entire weekend. We had blue pancakes, blue noodles, blue spaghetti hoops, blue milk... Good times :D But I'm not an alcoholic (:
Thankyou for reading (: ♥

Reviews

[.shalynn.009.]

I love that you used the color blue. Although this is just an accdent, just the color you happened to be using, it is a very symbolic color. Blu represents tranquility, life, purity. This fit the tone of the poem very well.

Not all poems have to have a structure. I like that this didn't. Gives you more freedom to be creative, not having to follow specific guidelines.

You have a great ability to take the simplest of experiences (dyeing all of your food blue. How silly) and creating something so meaningful and almost lyrical out of it. You and jenny are a good team, and you should keep writing about the things you two do together. Keep randomly whaking those words on your page, cuz it's working for you.

[Midnight_Mystery]

this is cool, great job!

[Jazique]

Its called a expressing yourself, its called a diary or journal. Its the one place you expressed yourself and I must say well done for just saying what you had to say. Also wow to eat everything blue for entire week. Can't even imagine what that was like. Nice work anyway and was nice just to listen to your words because that all were ever doing when we write, when we read or speak. Their just random word just trying to express the way of life.

[Calypso]

Sometimes addiction can be like this. Good insight.

[M Garcia]

Excellent..

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

We hide inside the bottle, good poem my friend.

[Ravyne Hawke]

Awesome poem.. I love how you can take nearly anything, Scooby, and write about it and turn it into a masterpiece. Very well done!

[Katub]

Ive never understood drinking, I don't get why people do it, its a great write and i think I can understand it now; a wonderful poem xx

[Maggie]

This was sooo funny, once I got that it was blue dye. But you nailed addiction perfectly!

[?]

That was cool, and what a cool idea. Bet that was fun.
At least it was different than green eggs and ham. lol
Awesome piece, enjoyed it