Cerulean Poems

Peru

As more than a few
flew to Peru
to peruse the view
who knew
or had a clue
what a man's to do
in the cerulean blue
but stand in the queue
to use the loo
and if you go too
or tootle on through
in lieu of a zoo
you're due to accrue
sights of a llama or two
in Machu Picchu

Cerulean Mood

Written: March 16, 2025, for a contest Sponsored By Cobstance la France

Quote: Like the sun, show mercy, and like the night, hide others' flaws.   Give like water and be humble like the earth. Be who you appear. By Poet

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Peachy

Through gray shadows, I follow your heart, an indecisive cerulean butterfly

Through gray shadows, I follow your heart, an indecisive cerulean butterfly,
Searching for joyful meadows, showing me paths to unimaginable colors,
"Hold me," you seem to whisper, "and we will find your loving destiny,"
I cling to your calls, still blind to color, yet hoping,
Their symphony dissolves hopes through the depths of my mourning soul,
Guiding my being into

Cerulean Seclusion

In blackness,
 I hear forked tongues 
whisper wicked witchery,
hope within arthritic 
  ink slowly f a d e s
as darkness descends  
upon snow-speckled heart, 
and a murder of 
   crows can be heard~
cawing amidst flamingo fogs 
   carrying  thoughtless art, 
over the rolling hills 
enveloped with
  

cerulean ''blue'' blue bird

a movement catches my eye
a flutter     a flash of blue
      &I focus on
the build&beak shape
&wings that say to me
              a blue bird
        but, I look more

cerulean blue

real or blue reel
looks like plastically fixed ---
blue-lit miracle

flies feel fancy-filled
butterflies play hide and seek ---
marvel of autumn?

fine flawless fragrance 
fabulous frankincense feel ---
bees go hysteric

Cerulean Highs

Cerulean highs,
I’m certain you brought that Sun,
sent an easy smile;

Rhythmic poster boy 
your laughter is like a dance,
I can’t stop moving;

Every time you’re there 
those melodic connections, 
wild wide open art;

Glitters and stardust 
bounce off the bright light of you, 
even in silence; 

Promise it wouldn’t matter
if all your guitars were gone.

Nimbus

Nimbus

Billowing plumes of white on a cerulean sky,
Proud and tall they stand aloft.
Swelling with pride, they grey with age,
Marching forwards, delivering swift judgment to whoever was so unwise as to not cower at their coming.
Flashing and smoldering with light and fury,
And pounding the earth with their tears.

Cerulean Sky

cerulean sky
cloudless cool November day
lifts my somber mood
ignites my Christmas spirit
generates all things joyful 

written November 30, 2021
entered "Bite Size Poem No29" poetry contest
sponsored by Line Gauthier

Diamonds In a Cerulean Sky

I've been scrawling thoughts, line after line
that were buried deep within my heart.
Somehow they seeped into the ink of my pen
so I'm sprinkling them like grains of sand,
these tender words written in lyrical verse.

Like flowers they bloom in gardens on pages
of love taking flight on a harvest moon night.
Celestial stars are diamonds in a cerulean

Cerulean

My mother clad me in pink,
and later in my teens, lavender.
But the blue was always there,
underneath the pastel colors.
It was in my genes,
blue with its melancholia
and myriad synonyms,
azure and cerulean.
My mood is a spectrum
of different shades of blue,
including royal and navy.
The sky and the sea are blue,
with every variation in between,
turquoise and indigo.
Blue is behind

Cerulean Sunday

a cool breezes moves across the leaves 
 of the butterfly bush and walnut tree
 they are waving in the green of lawn 
 the radiant cerulean sky
 the home of humming birds and bees
 I wonder how I will spend the time left 
 not watching angry news and lies
 what will time allow

In a Cerulean Garden

A sapphire spark
and alchemical light
floods my brain;
indigo wings fluttering
among the irises
draw faeries from their lair;
they flit throughout
the garden,
stirring turquoise
nectar...bee treats.

Cobalt rust
explodes from a tiny bud;
ultramarine poppies, 
with blue-hued 
fanned flames,
dance in the 
azure light.

Exhilarating
light-flare of 
teal and white rays;
purple irises 
among the
bluebells.
 

Cerulean Ecstasy

With my mind trapped in the deep crevice of blue
I travelled across barren landscape’s depression
to the scenic aegean beach of the cobalt sea 
as the cold sun sank in serene indigo splendour
down the steep gradients of the lapiz horizon
in the departing gleam of the teal twilight hours.
Through the fleeting ribbons of periwinkle cloud
blown by breeze

Blue Is My World

Blue is my world and my world is blue.
Every inch of the blue spectrum exudes warmth for me;
although it’s considered a cold color; the cold, it transcends.
From azure and beryl to sapphire and ultramarine;
blue resonates with the vibration of my soul essence.
blue is a spiritual coloration with schemes of blue-green 
translucence and turquoise skies. 

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