Blue(A) Poems - Poems about Blue(A)

Eyes gaze over lines, heart buckles under the pressure. A lonely ride, it's been pronounced, I've lost everything. Tiny violins between their ears, large trumpets in mine. A wake-up call? Which part of me has gone, for I no longer recognize. Change of...Read the rest...

Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., crafted when Wallace and Gromit returned from their trip to the moon, which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem...Read the rest...

When life puts in you in these cages, where you meet people of different rages, and faces, it makes you seem horrible. I noticed you shirt which reminded me of the clothes my dad buys to...Read the rest...

Bicycles go around, then a car. A red car with yellow and white lights. Yellow streaks, oh actually, They are quite like an alveolus. What fun looking at a single speck of The city or village or town! Friends of...Read the rest...

Today, the doorbell of my mental hideout rang. It rang with a sound like twinkling waterfalls without the moisture, And tweeted like a soft pillow from my 5-year-old camping nest. The scorching glare of darkness crawled up the...Read the rest...

. noth'n sounds more sweeter than the jamaican windz help'n the salty wet slap 'gainst mine ...Read the rest...

Turn to me, ohh ! Little ONE Turn to me, If loving you is a crime So let US be the murderS that killed time In just a matter of seconds. you whom i would behold till the dawn...Read the rest...

The bird is blue as the sky above and the waters that stretch into the seas Blue is the eyes of the blonde hair girl who sometimes smiles at me Blue is the music that haunts your...Read the rest...

Tears were driping timeless and no longer fleeding once, sleeves I used as for wiping my snot and no longer cared for being dunce. Tissues were just a meters from bathroom away, but my eyes just...Read the rest...

"Blue" I stand at the shore you make your way into me seductively, I could question your liquidity your market is silk laid weighed by the measure of time your hands of satin wash deep blue over...Read the rest...

From out of the shadows into the light Distance brought closer The name that only one gets in honor Houndman Cometh How did I arrive at that name you ask? It came directly from the Greyhound Bus Organization It was the...Read the rest...

"The Stain Crusaders" Plath left the pages long ago and Bacharach’s Blue-on-Blue is an ineffectual softer numb-shade-of-Blue dear green green Anthropocene this much is true with all the I love you’s the wandering crusaders are far far removed sitting atop their soap boxes sudsing...Read the rest...

The Fable of Jesus Jesus was skeptical of his tribe, he didn't  whether he was a Semite, his father, the renowned  the wood craftsman had green eyes and knew  a few phrases of gallic monks had visited until the Rome...Read the rest...

FLY So, you’re wanting to be a pilot, son Free as a bird way up there in the sky It is an important job, as well as fun You look so keen, and I do know why Leaving all that...Read the rest...

Indigo ink dreams Dripping from heart Tattoos tongue with kinetic kiss Green electric buzz like sip Of fine blueberry wine so sweet Dreamy turquoise love touch Filling me up with red desire On fire for your romantic antic Sweeping me off my feet Carrying...Read the rest...