Blue
I took my Cobalt,
And mixed with Ultramarine,
To lay in this painting,
Quiet easily seen.
Setting the mood in this piece,
This color so cold and real,
Here on my canvas,
Coloring the tears I feel.
Somewhere between Midnight and Navy,
Not only the color that I see,
But since you have been gone,
The color inside me.
The Paint Mover(s) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausen
10/02/18
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