Hidden Blues
Hidden Blues
Oh. White.
Go bright.
Oh no.
Rain pounding
Pouring, dumping,
Grey spreading
Circling, covering.
Hours passing
Never-ending
Blue hiding
Peeking, relieving.
Ah. Blue.
Thank you.
Oh yes.
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I love your poetry and photo!
ReplyDeleteOur Phoenix, Arizona poem would go something like:
Ah sun.
So hot.
Oh no.
I forgot the sun screen.
Ah AC.
Thank you.
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Maybe one of these days I'll give poetry a real try. It's beautiful to think about the story a photo can tell, and the perspective in your poem just brings how the weather effects us to life. Thank you for posting your poem and photo. I love it!
Have a fabulous weekend!
Tracy
Thanks Tracy. Yes, give poetry a try. For me, it flows to a point, then one word will give me a struggle because I've not clarified my real feelings. Once I've struggled with that word, the flow continues. It's a powerful feeling. Thanks for adding your poem! Our summers will be just the same. Hot. Sun Screen. AC or Lake :)
DeleteYes, your poems inspire me too, Sheri. I am going to be writing a poem about a picture this summer--sometime. And Tracy, I can appreciate your Phoenix poem too. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the blue peeking out of your photo. The words capture it so well. Beautiful!
Thanks for sharing,
Denise
Thanks Denise. I know - I couldn't believe that the blue shone through the puddle too. It was a great time to be out with Pooka, catching the end of the rain and the first rays of warmth. I look forward to your powerful poetry :) Sheri
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