Indigo I

The color blue the color of sky On a bright sunny day And the warmth of memories The power and presence of a grand mind The eminence of one Blue the cool and soft hue of delicate pools Bright eyes the color of blue The depth of Indigo the color of Endless Skies The color of souls dark and aszue Blue the color of a soft hues delicate in touch, Pedals n wishes or some such Cast in to Wells The Hues of soft blue; Prussian nights In lands of snow bounds czars Sparkling cobalt mornings running as a youth Plays into hazy summer days, indigo The waves became dark blue cold as ice Sharp as blades blue steel flashing, keen Stark wickedly mean, the coil of passion The dying in the bright light, waiting To a soft Hues sapphire, fire Blue is the color reflected in Chrome A washed in red of drying flash The bruises are shades at rest Lingering, still on the floor. Bright as a newborn sky full of warmth and Memories, power and presence Of something grand the image of the infinite The blue hue of indigo and futures, new!