Forever Blue
The spark that once as red as wine
Has turned blue, the hue
that veils your every morning sky
the one that gives you a cue
and promises each day so don’t sigh
that Blue is grateful to you
and to the friendship so nice
and as beautiful as you.
Has turned blue, the hue
that veils your every morning sky
the one that gives you a cue
and promises each day so don’t sigh
that Blue is grateful to you
and to the friendship so nice
and as beautiful as you.
-blue-
hue blue hue
has it been that long
the spark has gone a long way since
that hue that lighted each morning
has colored everything
now it has reached the point of no return
that place and time called forever
because when something is true
it can never be erased
i love that hue, that hue called blue!
that hue that lighted each morning
has colored everything
now it has reached the point of no return
that place and time called forever
because when something is true
it can never be erased
i love that hue, that hue called blue!
-sunset-
2 comments:
hello zen and blue, love the poems, but i have a hard time reading the hue blue hue since the font is blue and the background is also blue, can hardly see :( but it is easier to see if i put the words against the orange clouds :)
i am still here at school Zen, but will be leaving in 5 minutes, just waiting for my bus ride :) yeah, whenever you get a chance to share your adventure in TSS or in letters of november or here, no rush.....take care Zen, love you!
You two are so soulful, beautiful poetry in motion, lovely photos.
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