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Blue

Blue

is the color of the mid-morning sky

dotted with the white

of lumpy clouds

with rainstorms in their bellies

Soon the blue

of the smiling horizon

will be gray.

 

Blue

is the color of the open sea

swathed in undulations

of the ebbing waves

with destruction in their fingertips

Soon the blue

of the endless waters

will be a fist.

 

Blue

is the color of a bruise

shaded with the subtle purple

of failing light

with darkness crawling through the edges

Soon the blue

of abandoned rage

will be everywhere.

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denise-ann
Published
Apr 8, 2014
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04/08/14

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