Chess Ahoy!
Upon an ivory-blue
ocean, oil pastel paints
the canvas
aboard the deck floats, buoyed
surfing foamy shores
a blurred realism
hoarding its cargo—
cobalt sea glass
squares in place,
chiseled chess pieces
ride the tide
ebbing and flowing
Sent are your gallant knights
lowly pawns
the King decrees—
God save the Queen!
Cobalt and copper from the Congo jungle
Light verdant ferns that were antifungal
Watusi tribe lost cobalt in a bungle
Thus, we all left the steamy Congo jungle
cobalt clouds speed by
possibly bad storms could come ....
pear trees in full bloom
Your soft blue eyes
My invaluable prize
Your rain blue sapphires
My hearts will, conspires
Your sacred wishing wells
My love found, in your spells
Your calming reflective storms
My emotions turn to you in swarms
Your lenses of perfect cerulean sight
My resistance, not given in the slight
Your diamonds in the planets of snow
My affections infinitude made to show
Your crystal filled orbs of cobalt & indigo
My dreams fulfilled by those you bestow
where stars in their distance patiently await
the night approaches -lingering- in no hurry
all in its time and so it goes
the many shades of blue slip away one at a time
it is the ceremony that sets the evening stage
for her majesty the moon’s graceful entrance
Read on air by invitation ~ July 24, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on June 15, 2022 for contest POETRY MARATHON MILE 2 sponsored by MARK TONEY
Posted on June 8, 2022
Last moment of sunset upon a cobalt Ocean;
A yellow halo of a moon sketches its portrait
upon a fluidic canvas and I sink into the
sultry summer sand of a bonfire-lit beach,
wondering if life was once the same on Luna,
Gaia’s older sister.
This ancient cosmos, a library of stories
for the soul to peruse in the ethers;
I tuck away my observations, securing them
in that hall of brain records that,
they say we don’t use.
Faith is a drop of liquid light,
with many refraction’s
the mirrors of spirit reflect.
4-6-2021
Enter the 'ALL YOURS (Apr 6)' Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
clouds
are
the
shape of
wild stallions
that
gallop
with
thunder and lightning
through
the
cobalt sky
For her backsplash style, I used cobalt tile.
Her sapphire eyes bold cast me away cold.
My heart dipped right to benitoite night.
Hot to drown in brew and sad boleite blues.
Yet I put on my new turquoise suede shoes.
My topaz car I drove to Rockies far
There to glorify in azurite sky
And lakes nearby of lapis lazuli.
I waited with tunes a celestine moon.
At dawn, cyanite jays curst me away.
And my sapphire blues at last I did lose.
A cat sat on a buckaroo hat
A hat that was not a hat
but a Flying Fox bat,
A bat like a hat
that was not a bat
but a Spacecraft
from the planet Cobalt…
Can you just picture that?
This story is as simple as that,
A Spacecraft like a bat
Slick, smooth and flat
with a cockpit and all that
and a cat from the planet cobalt
in an outer space, as far as that…
There’s more to it than that.
While chasing an alien Rogue Rat
in and around the galaxy and all that,
Cat Cobalt in the outer space got lost
in the rat’s extraterrestrial habitat…
Now, what’s up with that?
Here and there, with this and that
From beyond yonder just like that
Poor Cat Cobalt on our Earth fell flat,
No ceremony and no welcoming mat…
Oh, who would ever want that?
To get back home this resilient cat
with one purpose alone and that’s that
He rebuilds the broken Spacecraft
with the help of one domestic cat
and goes back home to Planet Cobalt
Now no one knows where it’s at…
This ends the tale of the Cobalt cat!
~08/01/18
~"Cat Poems" contest by Tania Kitchin
the rain passes through
cobalt skies return again
the sun reigns above
Heidi Sands
8/2/18
The skies were azure
and my heart like slate.
Indigo blood running
through my veins like
steel.
My lover left my soul in
pieces of prussian stone,
the last goodbye kiss
was royally arduous.
Midnight came and I
knew of love…
no more.
Living in Carolina he
showed much piety.
Those sapphire eyes
clearer than the ocean.
But his heart turned
cobalt and he left with
ease, now my deep
anguish shall never
refrain.
For there is no longer
cerulean tenderness.
Brevity in Blue Contest
80 words total
July 14, 2018
Cobalt Colors
Cobalt glass fragile figurines and vases
line my sun filled window shelf.
Morning sun reflects through prisms
of calming, soothing blue hues
Penetrating deeply into my body,
uplifting my spirit to ethereal heights.
Tensions of an overwhelming day
waste blissfully and serenely away.
Bird songs blend their pleasing melodies
with harmonies in soft chirping choir.
My senses swoon in Nature's bloom
and all is aglow in my euphoric room.
Auric colors change in this lavish light...
transcending physical into spiritual realms.
May 1, 2018
In silence an idea grows
As thoughts in tints of indigo
Find azure waves on which to flow
Cobalt concepts rising high
Ascending slowly to the sky
Out of reach, there's no reply
These notions leave lingering clues
Always clinging to a certain hue
And will return anew
Bursting forth out of the blue!
-
1/23/17
cobalt blue ocean
wave against orange sunset....
midnight's darkness waits
Inspired by Skat A's contest Glass Art
Written May 25, 2016
Date of first poem: May 8, 2009
Dark (1)
Colors (2)
Like (1)
Deep, deep (2)
Cobalt Blue (3)
Weeping (2)
Sad (1)
Not like (2)
Gold sunshine (3)
When the fall comes (4)
Merchants weep, (3)
The rich (2)
Weep (1)
Fallen, (2)
All will cry (3)
Cobalt (2)
Blue (1)
U.S. (2)
Falls (1)
Waltzing With Color
Inspired by Kim Merryman
Written July 09, 2015
Syllable count as in the contest rules..
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