Saturday, March 5, 2016

Blue


I am the sky
The ripples in the pond
The color of your half remembered dreams
I am in your eyes
And the bruise on your knee
Hidden by your faded jeans
Birthday cake frosting
And summer days
The crayon you used to scribble out
A waxy horizon
I am soft music
An ink stain
The ocean
The feeling you get when you’ve lost your way
I am pale veins
Bright poison frogs
Loneliness mixed with the sound of rain
I’m a flash of feathered wings
I’m shadows on snow
I’m the cloud in your mind
When there’s nothing
Left
To say

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