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Feeling Blue

I was feeling blue tonight.
Remembering the pain 
of you leaving again.
When our children blamed me.

Blue is my favourite colour.
Light blue especially. Reminding
me of clear summer skies.
And warm goodbyes.

Navy blue of night, stars bright.
Moon reflected on still water.
Skinny dips and deep kisses
Before I became your Mrs.

Music can be blue too. 
To match my mood.
When I think of you, or try
not to...as the case may be.

Black and blue, my battered heart.
Right from the start.
No Valentine for me.
I'm done with love you see.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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La France Avatar
February 11, 2017 at 7:32 PM
Jean congratulations on your first place in my contest with this beautiful poem and oh what a lovely voice ~
Murray Avatar
February 12, 2017 at 5:02 AM
Thank you for the high placement Constance. There are so many accents in this wee country, those of us in the north have trouble understanding those in the south.
Martin Avatar
February 11, 2017 at 11:57 AM
Well deserved win this time. Congratulations Jean! :-)
Murray Avatar
February 11, 2017 at 4:34 PM
Thank you Mark. To me it proves how subjective the judging can be. I am not everybody's cup of tea.
White Avatar
February 11, 2017 at 3:28 AM
This time your blue got BINGO! Congratulations, Jean :)
Murray Avatar
February 11, 2017 at 4:32 PM
Thank you Darren. That's right! Because it got N/A the last time.
Smith Avatar
February 9, 2017 at 6:40 AM
Back to congratulate you on much deserved recognition...
Murray Avatar
February 9, 2017 at 2:13 PM
And I am back to thank you again Charlie. I am usually at the bottom end. A big thrill for me to climb the charts this way.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 8, 2017 at 1:23 PM
Congrats on your top win! Tis lovely!
Murray Avatar
February 8, 2017 at 4:54 PM
Tis nice of you to say so Kim.
Richards Avatar
February 8, 2017 at 10:13 AM
The darker shades of blue is powerfully spoken here. Well done, Jean !! Congratulations on your win !!
Murray Avatar
February 8, 2017 at 10:22 AM
Thank you Carrie. Awards like this certainly perk one up again.
Daniel Avatar
February 8, 2017 at 2:47 AM
This is a sad read, Jean:( you know, that's why I keep saying there's no better love than God's true love, He will never forsake:) congratulations on your win:)
Murray Avatar
February 8, 2017 at 3:36 AM
YABBADABBADOO!! Number one Jo? I'm certainly not blue this morning on hearing that news. Thank you. God is good. Love will find me if it is his will.
Rycroft Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 3:09 PM
A very powerful poem Jean xx
Murray Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 3:14 PM
Hi Wendy. I am at last "in my power" now that I am out from under his thumb.
Marcum Wong Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 5:46 AM
I am sure that writing this beautiful sad poem was cathartic Jean. Your reflections of your passionate past combined with the beauty of nature gives this piece much depth with some lovely imagery. It is never too late to find love. Blessings, Connie ; ) 7
Murray Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 8:11 AM
I do feel blessed having come through that trauma along with my daughters Connie. Of course I live in hope. Thank you for your visit.
Dietrich Avatar
January 26, 2017 at 8:35 PM
Jean, I love how you mixed in the other meaning of blue as sadness. Excellently done.
Murray Avatar
January 27, 2017 at 1:22 AM
Thank you Andrea.
James Avatar
January 25, 2017 at 5:56 AM
I disagree profoundly...never ever give up!! But understand your sentiment!!
Murray Avatar
January 25, 2017 at 6:06 AM
Dolly Parton says love is like a butterfly James. If it still wants to land on my shoulder, that's fine by me. But I won't hold my breath.
Green Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 6:04 AM
This is sad and especially with blue being your favorite color and then to experience the deepest shade of it in life is truly sad. Maybe you should pick a new favorite color. Green is nice. :) Nicely done Jean.
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 12:17 PM
But Van Morrison sang about it not easy Bein' Green Chris. I think I might change to red. The colour of anger, the colour of desire and the colour of fire. That about sums me up.
Smith Avatar
January 23, 2017 at 10:34 PM
Beautiful but sad...You have much love to still give
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 4:28 AM
That's true Tim. But after six years of "putting myself out there", I've had enough of being treated badly to last a lifetime. C'est la vie. It's knitting from now on for me.
Turner Avatar
January 23, 2017 at 10:03 PM
I suggest a puppy:) Nothing like a dog to make one feel loved, Jean. Your sadness makes me sad:(
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 4:24 AM
Don't be sad Daniel. Sometimes my past creeps up on me but I am truly blessed. If I ever stop gallivanting at weekends then I might consider your suggestion. Thank you.
Vaso Avatar
January 23, 2017 at 10:02 PM
I am hiding my eyes from you! Loved this Jean!
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 4:33 AM
Hiding your eyes? In case I might see you cry now you are no longer my Valentine?
Smith Avatar
January 23, 2017 at 8:57 PM
Try a stroll on the beach at dawns first light to bring some color to your blue sweet Jean... well done.
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 12:19 PM
Well Charlie, I'm a new woman this evening. There's nothing like a stroll on a Donegal beach to lift the spirits. Thanks again.
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 4:32 AM
I'm afraid at the temperature's in Ireland these recent dawns, my lips would end up blue too! But I promise to have a stroll later today. I do love to be beside the sea. Thank you Charlie.
Andresen Avatar
January 23, 2017 at 7:03 PM
- Sad .... maybe you need "my yellow Monday" .... give it a try :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Murray Avatar
January 24, 2017 at 4:10 AM
Yellow? Already I'm smiling Anne-Lise.
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