The Azure Blue
I closed tight my eyes
and in a trance I saw God;
he painted the sky!
Picking up a brush pure blue;
he swirled a slash of azure!
Hesitating long,
he dipped a brush rosy pink,
then, held a brush gold!
Gazing and pondering long,
God painted an orb of gold!
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July 23, 2012 (Edit December 29, 2019)
Poetry/Tanka/The Azure Blue
Copyright Protected, ID 12-1212-511-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted into the contest, Strand Special 12
sponsor, Brian Strand
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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