#blue poems on Hello Poetry

Jonathan Moya Oct 2020

The blue shoe on the side of the road
had me wondering who it belonged to.

Yes, shoes are made for journeying,
poised for leaping not yet taken.

They shine with this potential
right off the factory line.

Yet, this orphan
once so stiff when young,

once a tender, warming
friend with each footfall

who got him through every season,
every pacing bit of worries,

was flung aside
soles exposed,
no restitch present.

No one leaves behind a shoe
not finished with wandering

unless too loose
it falls off easily,

until the foot tiring of the shoe
seeing a light it can only imagine,

of only knowing its darkness
of foot sweats and foot smells,

each step a jolt
and shattering underfoot,

the rising and falling
of the shoe so far ahead

that the foot becomes a ghost limb
in the wings of dust lifting around it

until the errant shoe is left behind
in all the backward movement.

#blue #shoe

Julia Celine Oct 2020

Blue

Dark, crystal blue
Aquamarine
Tide pools that lie to the side of the sea

They carry the waves
People surf to feel free
But eventually they became
Like tsunamis to me

Your eyes held the sky
And all it’s potential
When you thought of me well
I deemed myself special

When raindrops fell from the clouds
And crashed on the ground
My eyes, like the earth,
Took them in safe and sound

From the day you arrived
I thought I was alive
Blue lightning lit up the gray in your eyes

If I were smart, I’d know better
Than to ignore the storms that it hides
And the winds that would influence
Every thought in my mind

You push and you pull
Until you get your way
And I let you take me
Out past the waves

When you let me go
I might have thought to swim
But with no end around me
I wouldn’t know where to begin

The ground seemed warm and inviting
I let myself sink under the water
But as the depth stretched out farther
I think it only got colder

Although I was thrashing around
I swore I was okay
I knew that by then you didn’t want me
But I insisted that I stay

By the time I stopped fighting
You were already gone
So I cried and I cried
And all that I saw

Was blue, shining blue
Bright, hopeful blue
The gift of the unknown tomorrow, blue
The only color I could’ve sworn that I knew

But it’s been a long time since that meant anything to you

And it was a long time
Before I realized I’d stopped breathing
I figured it’d be a longer time yet
Before I could feel my heart beating

For the first time ever
I wondered what was in your sight
When you looked at me
And your eyes held that light

I wondered if it had meant anything at all
Before I decided it didn’t matter to me
You were loving and you were hateful
But more than that, you were free

With you, I don’t know any more than I dream

So I won’t try to analyze
Any more than I see
I know blue, only blue
As b. l. u. e.

Written while listening to Fear by Sleeping at Last

#blue #love #heartbreak #pain #sadness

Raghu Pratap Oct 2020

The Last Life of My Lover

My lover remembers to leave me a note,
talking about the time we used to talk
when we were lovers,
when our bedsheets aligned,
and the politics overhead too, made love every day,
and found the time to write spare notes - on cheap paper, and my borrowed pen,
to an amour she would not see anymore,
talking about the blue nights she spent with me,
my lover recalls with vividness
the words I had said to her,
before I could learn to speak again,
in this really long note she has left me, and
I can suddenly see time as I have never before, and
my lover looks at me as if she has never before,
and she doesn’t know when to stop, and her heart doesn’t stop so easy,
and I could stop reading,
knowing she might die soon.

#loneliness #exlove #blue #night #winter #sadness #death #conclusion #amour #solitude

Joanne Heraghty Oct 2020

Barry's Van

It’s not a secret.
It’s not a superpower.
I will be yours forever.
Falling -

Gently, you whisper.
Dust particles surf the light.
The blue of your eyes;
Oceans.

I felt it only once.
Hip to hip,
One seat for us both:
Sharing.

He can make you marvellous.
He can make you real.
I know because I am,
Now.

The day of love;
The tan and the silk.
I believed you then;
Once.

The person I was is not who I know.
You were always a mystery.
There was no room for me:
Ego.

He asked me once
Why I was around:
These years were mine to hold,
Individually.

A silver van for a golden man.
Two years boxed in.
One too many lies:
Excuses.

Temporary and insignificant:
It all came with the package.
All out of view of the shot,
Hidden.

Did you learn what it was to be a man?
It hit me in the moment,
And, again, since.
Twice.

Respect and sincerity,
Trust and commitment.
Appearance in forms:
Clean.

It applies to us both.
Our souls did not dance.
The sun did not shine,
Often.

The smog skewed my view.
I was an imposter.
I said too much at once:
Insecure.

Sitting there, silent,
I soaked it in.
Few words were spoken but I was released:
Free.

27 Oct 2020

Copyright © All Rights Reserved Joanne Heraghty

#heartbreak #blue #love #growth #man

Oceara Miedema Oct 2020

Dark blue explosion

Broken, don’t function.
Frozen, eruption.
Stiff before explosion.
Processing in slow motion.
Stiff, waiting, breathing.
Is it living?
Breaking, dying but always finding a new way.

I am dying, I am standing up high, I can’t bend.
I am walking through the dark blue.
All that dark blue shimmering and my face and my eyes.
And my dark hair almost dry now in the wind.

Hearing my footsteps on the pavement and the bass drum in my ear.
Final chapter, making it worth sticking around for.
Final chapter, making it matter.
I can opt out at any time now.
Nothing to lose.

25-10-20

#dark #blue #explosion #sharon #miedema #syonide

another anonymous writer Oct 2020

god

i can't stop staring into your eyes
you're so tall
so blue
so deep
like an ocean im being swept away in
thank god
for those swimming lessons as a kid
YMCA
you want me to be your bae
how come im not at peace?
like when you're sitting there
floating
staring at the stars
the same twinkle in your eyes
when you look at me
im drowning
quick
save me

#dating #love #blue #blueeyes #ymca #ocean #stars

Gabriel Girault Oct 2020

Roses Are Red

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
I would love to spend all my time with you.
Even now I dream of futures that may await us.
Each one is more beautiful than the last, and yet nothing compares to you.
I haven’t been religious in a minute, and I find myself on my knees praying that our love lasts past this lifetime.
And although I may simply be a young writer, I would trade the rest of my late college nights just to see you smile. Never again would claws dictate the essence of laws.
Why? Well not only because you can brighten up a room in less time than I can think of an analogy, but because I never want to see you cry. And if you must please let them be of joy.
You’re someone with a heart so pure, I had to double take just to make sure it was real, but not a mirage my mind made up because it was dehydrated of joy. But one made up of simply your Love.
A Love so strong it makes me forget the reasons why I was ever sad in the past, makes me smile so wide my cheeks start hurting from this new expression. Makes me ever forget that I went through a phase, because all of them were simply leading to the best parts of my life.
And every time I think of you the only thing that goes through my mind is:
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
**** I ******* Love you.

#roses #violets #red #blue #love #time #dream #future #beauty #joy

SophiaAtlas Oct 2020

Realizations # 2

The colors red, white, and blue all mean the word freedom...until you see them flashing behind you.

#arrested #freedom #lights #colors #red #white #blue #ijustrealized