Dark Blue (3rd) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Wandering about I see thick, heavy mugs,
already bought a yellow one looking good
against a Delft blue porcelain background

Resembling tiles with mermaid and sailing
ship making my colleague ask whether I’m
become Dutch as of now, I replied - But no

T’s blue of Portuguese fireplace tiles or those
adorning the front view of a house; my desire
for colour destroys a resolve to save money -

I buy a blue mug to add monochrome mystery
augmenting golden light of yellow one, contrast
is great - there still are other mugs in this style:

Sheer white, brick red and shiny black; I wish to
have them all - next to the tiled mural on my left
while on my right, atop the computer console, is

The new mirror with soft roses in yellow and pink;
my work station is a garden of delight and every
overawed cleaner or official who passes,

Agrees with me…