Blue

By cre

She sees the world through lenses colored
A shade that's sadly blue
And when she eyes her own reflection
The thought's not "Me", but "who?"

Confusion swirls amidst the mist
That drifts off of the lake
The water seeps around her toes
While she wonders when she'll wake

She sees the child with fingertips
A cold and frosty blue
Her dark hair blowing gently
And the tear that's frozen too

Her whisper is a tiny cloud
On the air that's crackling cold
She peers from endless baby eyes
With a glance that's much too old

Their eyes are locked, and through the haze
In this illusory dream
All appears much more surreal
Than ever it has seemed

In moments merely breaths away
This fog will lift and clear
She'll find herself somewhere removed
And the blue child nowhere near

And she will wonder
As she has so oft before
What to make of this not-quite-dream
That leaves her lost and more

And still, she sees the world
Through her lenses which are blue
And someday she will learn
That her eyes are the blue child's too.

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Copyright 2003 cre
Published on Monday, March 10, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: This is beautifully written and I love the plethora of emotions it evokes.

  • MorganaRose On Wednesday, October 31, 2012, MorganaRose (74)By person wrote:

    This left me speechless and in awe. It's absolutely brilliant!

  • A former member wrote: "Her dark hair blowing gently, and the tear that's frozen too." You are a masterful poet! This is more than genius, this is literature!

  • Saint Sentient On Monday, May 15, 2006, Saint Sentient (17)By person wrote:

    I have still yet to see this style done as expertly as this is. Wonderful.

  • Lucklost On Monday, February 6, 2006, Lucklost (30)By person wrote:

    i love the imagery i get from this..i love it

  • A former member wrote: that is beautiful. absoultely beautiful. i love your work.

  • stormtalk On Saturday, January 8, 2005, stormtalk (729)By person wrote:

    Quite colorful... frosty, even. Either my heat hasn't started working yet, or this poem left me chilled...

  • BoldSolitude On Tuesday, April 6, 2004, BoldSolitude (214)By person wrote:

    "And when she eyes her own reflection The thought's not "Me", but "who?"" I know all too well the feeling.

  • A former member wrote: I love it. A true work of art.

  • PaperPromises On Sunday, February 29, 2004, PaperPromises (54)By person wrote:

    breath taking.. and i love it.. i don't know much else to say.. speechless.. -CW

  • sole On Sunday, November 23, 2003, sole (93)By person wrote:

    I saw blue the whole time I read this poem. The imagery is just amazing and as always it's written perfectly

  • A former member wrote: i dont feel like kissing any ass today, or saying what i mean, either; soo... you suck. j/k ;) really this was beautiful, and you already know your talent knows no bounds, so we won't pursue that avenue... again, beautiful

  • Emptyness Inside Me On Wednesday, November 19, 2003, Emptyness Inside Me (171)By person wrote:

    I am stunned, this poem left me wanting more so now I must go off and read more of your work, excellent job, ~Emptyness~

  • Stranger On Saturday, April 12, 2003, Stranger (264)By person wrote:

    This poem gave me chills. Excellent.

  • A former member wrote: Another brilliant picture you painted. As always. :)

  • A former member wrote: Damn...thats good

  • A former member wrote: jesus i dont know what to think , bravo

  • Jonas On Tuesday, March 11, 2003, Jonas (720)By person wrote:

    searching searching searching, always searching... a beautifully flowing poem, with excellent cold imagery. jane is your name huh? if you were addicted to anything... hmmm... i'm not gonna finish that. great work!

  • Ravenblade On Tuesday, March 11, 2003, Ravenblade (313)By person wrote:

    I love the imagery used, plus a rather consistant use of a rhyme scheme, throughout the poem you refer to the cold, and associate blue with cold. Maybe I'm just partial because there's something about cold weather, and my favorite color is blue, in any c

  • A former member wrote: My turn to be redundant, awesome work....

  • DarkPoet On Monday, March 10, 2003, DarkPoet (232)By person wrote:

    A well told story and the final stanza twist, my favorite so far. Scholar

  • diavolessa On Monday, March 10, 2003, diavolessa (208)By person wrote:

    shot, I need some sleep, this is too good and deep to be read as an appetizer! You are a wonderful writer, sure thing! :)

  • Six-Out On Monday, March 10, 2003, Six-Out (1435)By person wrote:

    Jane, you write shit so deep, I just think damn. I think it because I'm left speechless, so I can't speak it. You have true talent. Keep it up. Later.

  • A former member wrote: She sees the world through lenses colored A shade that's sadly blue And when she eyes her own reflection The thought's not "Me", but "who?" this i thought was beautiful, and it reminded me of a story that i once wrote. your poems always seem to

  • A former member wrote: ...tell a story, complete with images, though none are really needed.


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