Best Blueish Poems

Chalk is the magic of blackboards, sports fields and
little girl's sidewalk games of Hop-Scotch.
How many equations and statements, measured lines, and boxes
do you imagine have been drawn upon those waiting surfaces?
Dare one imagine -into infinity?

On this day, however, looking down at this particular sidewalk,
one is...

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Bell-shaped English Bluebells
Violet face of lilac landscape

Charming tints of scarlet
Exuberance of Maple Red

Red, white, upright Tulips
Preening of vibrant spring

Whistling breath of wind
Kisses swaying Daffodils

Laden droplets refracting
Gleam of rose-petal gems

Bluebird’s pine-needle nest
Home of blueish green eggs

Crocus purple flowers
Amethyst glory of jewels

Scented Lilly of the Valley
Blooming white...

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God shrouded the universe in darkness.
Is there a human or divine side to blackness?
The young dictum's star shines brightly here.
I dream when I look at the stars with calmness.

Despite my utmost level of grief and fear,
In the glittering stardust of a blueish-light, clear.
Were we attracted...

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This young pawn was homeless and exhausted.
Sleeping in an overgrown city lot.
A flat piece of cardboard for a bed.
Cattail and wildflower walls.
A ceiling of blueish gray.
Slow roasting over a fiery dream.
This Pawn turned into a whispering rose.
Right there on that cardboard bed...
but only when the...

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       STARS

Against horrendous darkness fighting for its place.     
The stars shine in outer space.   

So small are they.    
Yet through the darkness they make their way.

Each one so buoyant in...

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Night emotes in sun whipped sheets,
            weaved from rainbow thread.
           Blueish greens that shyly wink,  
       ...

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Thanks for all the emails asking where I've been. I was in a small car wreck. My 18 year old 
took a curve too fast then over corrected twice and I in the back,,,(I never wear a seatbelt in 
the back) covered every inch of...

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I LIFTED MY HANDS ABOVE MY HEAD.
LOOKED INTO THE HEAVENS
AND THANKED MY CREATOR.
AS I WAS LOOKING INTO THE HEAVENS.
I NOTICED SOMETHING, 
DOESN'T LOOK RIGHT.
I REALLY HAD TO THINK ABOUT THIS.
I LAID DOWN ON THE ROAD 
CREATED OF GEM STONES.
I CROSSED MY ANKLES
INTERLOCKED MY FINGERS AND
PLACED...

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Sometimes, I wish, I simply wish,  throughout the day  
Musing, on a moonlit night soaked in a blueish essence 
You and I, falling short of words. Silence, gone astray 
Pastime of eternity, where hearts melt in a confluence 
Sometimes, I wish, I simply...

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Why does the Moon think she is obligated to hide her body from the Earth?
Does she not know her revolving mass entrances our eyeballs to her blueish, gray hue?
Doesn't she know that when she shows her entire body we all marvel at her simplistic natural...

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wind flower buttercup created by goddess Aphrodite
in blueish violet, white, pink, red, or yellow
growing wild, or as a hybrid, you are a beauty
Anemone, “daughter of the wind”...

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In the twilight, 
Eilat, seems deserted, some Antofagasta,
Chile's North, before my eyes.	
Bordering Jordan not far, there,
where the  hills are tinted  in blueish-grey,
at the horizon.

A solitary shadow, grey, 
the harbour of Aqaba.
Small, distant houses,
scarcely  illuminated by a  
fading sun.
Some ships in ...

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You look to your left   
I look to my right  
Both of us see 
An object in flight  

It’s silver to me
It's blueish to you
Yet neither of us
Have the slightest of clues

It is what it is
We see what we see
It's blueish...

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Swimming along with blueish-green waves 
the calm ocean is its playground 
it stops to have a nibble 
wonderous colors show 
orange and yellow 
a sight to see 
pure beauty 
Angel 
fish. 
Copyright © Cynthia Jones 
Mar.28/2005...

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The morning sky is still blueish
While the festive air feels newish
The snowflakes are falling
Now that Christmas is calling
Such an odd time of year when you're Jewish...

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