Blue

My colour is that of a summer sky With a few fluffy clouds just floating by. The lake lays blue below the mountain still; Much peace and calmness these waters instil. From this shore a Bluebird was launched and flew At breathtaking speed across the surface, blue. In popular culture I’d sing the blues If you dare to tread on my blue suede shoes. At Easter–time a rivalry plays out Upon the Thames in long and narrow boat, A race ’tween college Blues, nine men afloat With straining oars : neck and neck, or a rout ? So, once in a blue moon, out of the blue, There are so many blues of many’a hue.