Blue

Life is a circle of colors of blue,
Many that have quite a beautiful hue.
Blue as the heavens with sun shining bright,
And blue in the colors of soft firelight.
Blue are the eyes which have cried when I'm sad,
From lost to the heaven's dear loved ones I had.
Blue is the water of tears that were cried,
Blue all around me, and soft the wind sighed.
Outside is a world that's colored so bright,
But blue is my color of sadness tonight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Kaianah Avatar
March 7, 2023 at 9:06 PM
Wow, great poem! Blue is a wonderful color, one of my favorites. Though at times it can be the symbol of sadness. You captured it beautifully here. ~Anna Kaianah
Mcguire Avatar
February 9, 2022 at 3:43 PM
So good! I love the rhythm and rhyme of this one
Legros Kelley Avatar
February 13, 2022 at 4:17 PM
Thank you Timothy, I read one of yours and loved it. I will be back over soon so read more of your work. Thank you for stopping by and leaving your encouraging comment!
Kendrick Avatar
October 30, 2021 at 3:55 AM
Sorry you were sad on that night. Life does offer us those times of sadness but then there is always those days of sunlight once again. Your visits to my page are uplifting. Sara
Legros Kelley Avatar
November 17, 2021 at 9:55 PM
Thank you for your sweet comment Sarah, yes, life has it's shades of joy and sorrow. That was a sad night. There have been many days of sunshine, and what a precious joy to have them! Thank you for stopping by. I haven't been able to be on here to comment, so sorry to be late in my reply to your kindness. God bless you Sara, I hope you and yours are doing well. ~BJ
Rodrigues Avatar
September 15, 2021 at 5:31 AM
A lovely sentiment about blue! Touched my heart. Peaceful and poignant.
Legros Kelley Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 1:00 PM
Thank you Kim, I was a young mom in my early twenties when I wrote this poem, back in the 1980's. I remember just trying to put my emotion into words, it is one of my favorites from my old poetry journal. Thank you for stopping by for a visit <3
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