Blue Is My Colour Poem by Tom Billsborough
Blue Is My Colour
Looking into sunlight,
My blue eyes
Now shut tight,
Allow this sapphire gem
To swim into my view,
Within a sunset aura,
My mind's lagoon
Turns turquoise as it fades.
I squeeze my eyes to hold
It fervently as though
It were a thought of just
Analogy to make
A song succeed. Too soon
It fades but not the pleasure
That the colour gives,
Nor the aptness of the phrase
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5/18/2024 10:27:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Blue is my color too. I appreciate your ability to write about the color, and its affect on the speaker. I love the line, My mind's lagoon Turns turquoise as it fades. I squeeze my eyes to hold It fervently as though It were a thought of just Analogy to make A song succeed. Well done Tom!
not tried it for a few days. Very wet here! The blue is very intense. A fleeting idea can disappear very quickly. You should see me rushing around for a pen! Tom