the side effects of blue
mimic bloomberg and coffee, as a radio
tosses satellite notes ( folgers classic)
i long for a sunburnt room
maraschinos cherries floating
a seaform tumbler and
sand in wet places - yes, a desert
in heat
i never thought
of you as a rain drop, i have
never seen you as grey - my
thinking is river, its delta under a summer spell
grey holds
undercurrents of drama without release, without
resolve - i prefer life bared
wide open
under the side effects of
blue
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2013
Painting by Diane Leonard
It's funny the things that remind us other people...and how beautifully you express them.
ReplyDeleteI wrote of blue not too long ago..
http://talonted.blogspot.ca/2013/02/blue-traces.html
Yes I am so ready for Blue. Glad we connected again the last year has been crazy for me will check out your Blue..,bkm
Deleteoh my. MAN I WISH I HAD WRITTEN THIS!!! ur just so good...darn you.
ReplyDeleteThx much Michael your comments inspire...bkm
DeleteBlues happens--my favorite color of ALL! Most everything I wear is a hue of blue.
ReplyDeleteIn this exquisite poem, I found the word undercurrents might relate to most lines. Even as I relived swimming the Ohio River, was aware always of currents under, sometimes opposite to those visible at surface...a memory. Thank You, Barbara!
Glad I picked your favorite color. Have a beautiful weekend...bkm
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ReplyDeletethinking is river, its delta under a summer spell...very cool lines...and i def prefer life bared open....ha...smiles.
have a lovely weekend bk
You too Brian enjoy ...bkm
DeleteAhhh, sun burnt room under desert blue sky, grey dramas bared in heat. Your writing just takes me away.
ReplyDeleteAnd Bloomberg should be banned.
So glad you can get away from it all here...Bloomberg is axed...bkm
DeleteVery seasonal. When will winter end?
ReplyDeleteAlthough I am only commenting on this poem I have spent a lovely part of my morning perusing your site.
Cheers,
Mark Butkus
Thank you Mark. I am returning to writing with frequency after a year of matters that have kept me away... Thank you for taking a tour...bkm
Deleteexcellence - these reveals the true heart of poetry - very free very cool!
ReplyDeleteThank you Dear Monk always remember hockey is poetry on ice...bkm
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