The poem “Blue Becomes” was inspired by a particularly sad morning. During the same time there was an expectation of being productive. The result reminds me of Eiffel 65’s song “I’m Blue”.
Blue becomes monochrome painted across a sad tableau from one side to the next except where public gaze applies these flashes absent of the hues is not enough to compensate for the drowning in the sea filled with azure of all degrees still the remainder present a nod a rainbow glittering sudden hints presented with a knowing wink as the mask is then denied as the spectrum sadly fades it’s not enough to compensate when the sky has turquoise tears blurred to gray in last dismay.
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