Absolute Or Concrete

Blue, Bluer, Bluest…what’s blue to me? Far that seems too far; the sky. Depth that seems too deep; the sea… Ooh, sorry…it’s only the reflection of the sky on water. Check on after sunlight…I did; the moon takes its turn; Darkest of blue of the night casting romance in the air! How same to my fellow human friend? I wonder. What? Do my animal friends see blue? Poor color vision to super color vision…electromagnetic spectrum! I’ll better leave this to my scientist friends to ponder upon. Just imagine the world without blue colors… Oh!...No conflict of conscience….no blue days, please. Now blue waves, as I doze in a white lap, how you gently rock me. Romantic ideas flashes in my inner mind... Well blue eyes, don’t you think I’m right? Lucky you, lovers drown peering into your magnificence! Oh!...My eyes try to fathom the sharp teeth beneath the simmering brine ready to snatch me away from my sanctuary. Capricious nature, how you entice me with your panoply of blues; absolute or concrete….I’m just captured! 27/01/17 For contest: The Color blue - Revised old poems too - by Janis Thompson Judged: 30/01/17- N/A For Contest Form G or Give me an NA by Broken Wings Judged 7/02/17 Placed 5