Shades of Blue


Fig leaves pop on bare twigs
Stream skips through muddy banks
Wild strawberries and allium dance
Under a true blue sky

Sleepy boats at anchor
Rock in placid motion
Water kissing hulls
Mirrors a bright blue sky

Vapor trails crisscross
To nebulous destinations
Catching dreams on the fly
In a pale blue sky

Riding on a cool breeze
Scents of grass and sweet dill
Bounce in and fall in my pocket
Under a whitewashed sky

Frogs croak a capella through the hills
Waves wash over pebbles
One at a time stars light up
In a Prussian blue sky

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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18 Responses to Shades of Blue

  1. Je ne veux pas dire les meme mots chaque fois, mais tes poemes sont toujours fantastiques.
    Celui-ci est encore superbe, creant les images vivantes d’un ciel bleu qui change perpetuellement.


    • emmylgant says:

      Merci. Tu es gentil. Je crois que j’ai passe une bonne partie de la journee a regarder ce ciel tout en me demandant qu’est-ce-que je faisais la. C’etait un jour bleu de blues.


  2. john zande says:

    Gorgeous imagery.


  3. A rare talent, mon amie


  4. PapaBear says:

    What a beautiful day…, from morning til night.


  5. arjaybe says:

    Your sky has many personalities.



    • emmylgant says:

      I suppose it does. I didn’t think about that aspect of it. I just saw the colors change as the day progressed while my mood did not.


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