blue

blue

A Poem by paul

the sky is a madman
burnt by the sun

blue blue blue
but it doesn't like 
the colour blue

it prefers the grey
days

it prefers the moon

© 2010 paul


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Why indeed the gray days seem more fascinating at times..beautiful and poignant poetry.

Posted 14 Years Ago


ahh yes.. this is a particularly enchanting thought.. that the sky dislikes its brighter days.. prefers the cooling clouds to hide behind, prefers the reflection of the sun on the moon to the actual sun itself.. so lovely..

Posted 14 Years Ago


no one brings out color - quite like you do - it swirls - and twirls - and the 'madman' sky - 'it prefers the moon' - 'the grey days' - they make real - the continuum of the black and the white - and that's when life thrives - when black remains black - and white stays - irrevocably - white - you conjure shades that are unseen and unheard of - and you bring them to life - in the eyes of the sky - and those are the eyes that know - they do - they know!!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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moody grey skies...yes judging by how much we get, I would agree..nicely done

Posted 14 Years Ago


gorgeous.

Posted 14 Years Ago


i like the way it just flies off the tongue, and yes, the sky is moody bastid

Posted 14 Years Ago


my tangent thought process ... isnt it interesting that most of the life forms on this planet rely on darkness for survival ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


sad man's zen, which is as good as any

Posted 14 Years Ago


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. oh ... gosh ... this is so beautiful ... my sight is blurred by a film of tears ... i've thought about it so often ... when dark days descend upon us ... we start being evening and night people ... because we develop a sort of aversion to the sun ... but never could i have imagined that even you would write so beautifully about the bleakness of blue and the gravity of grey ... your journey as an explorer of the soul is bewitching, intoxicating and overwhelming ... and an absolute honour to witness ...

Posted 14 Years Ago



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