Distance Is Blue Poem by Sandra Fowler
Distance Is Blue
Sometimes my thoughts exist in your country,
A place, perhaps, too harsh for yellow flowers.
My whisper travels across continents
Distance is blue, to whom it may concern.
The blinding sun of your reality
Cannot obscure the frail frost of the moon.
It casts its magic light on ancient roofs.
There is no language foreign to its form.
A tear or two, my friend, to mist your eyes.
No need to reply with an aerogramme.
You sent your soul in poems long ago.
I think old verse speaks loud for loveliness.
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Excellent penning Sandra, it's such rich with thought...tenderly written with a natural flow that oozes loveliness 10+++
Often your thoughts exist in my country and it is as well they do. What a wonderful piece of writing this is. As I read it I felt somehow in touch with that something that has always been but is nearly impossible to describe. Yet you go close and that is magnificent so thank you for visiting my country now maybe the yellow flowers will bloom here.
IT SEEMS DISTANCE IS BLUE, IT SEEMS DISTANCE ALWAYS BECOMES GOOD, IT SEEMS DISTANCE ALWAYS GIVES OUR SATISFACTION, IT SEEMS DISTANCE IS OUR DREAMS. IT SEEMS DISTANCE IS FULL OF HOPE, IT SEEMS DISTACE GIVES US THE MEANING OF LIVING. IT SEEMS DISTANCE HAS SOME MEANING, IT SEEMS DISTANCE SOOTHES OUR SUFFERING.
Glad to see your poems still refreshing this page. Distance is blue..excellent voice of nature. Nature speaks so. Nostalgic.
excellent complex metaphor: ''The blinding sun of your reality'' and excellent abstract poem 10/10
Sandra Fowler embroiders silken images of autumn's romance on the sunset canvas of the soul. CP
Distance is blue....the beautiful Cuillin Mountains on The Isle of Skye are always blue...and distance can make you feel blue. What a beautiful, expressive and thought provoking poem. Thank you for sharing it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A tear or two, my friend, to mist your eyes. No need to reply with an aerogramme. You sent your soul in poems long ago. I think old verse speaks loud for loveliness. Wow is the word..............its amazing, how you write....