Showing posts with label blue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue. Show all posts
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Waves of Happiness
Hi all,
Here is a freestyle poem I’ve recently penned. Hope you enjoy!
Here the waves delight you
They rise with an infectious laugh
Find yourself swimming in the bare blue
And glide upon the surface of its smile
Beguiled by the currents of beauty
Lose yourself in its sapphire eyes
As the waves pass in perfect happiness
Here is a freestyle poem I’ve recently penned. Hope you enjoy!
Here the waves delight you
They rise with an infectious laugh
Find yourself swimming in the bare blue
And glide upon the surface of its smile
Beguiled by the currents of beauty
Lose yourself in its sapphire eyes
As the waves pass in perfect happiness
Monday, August 23, 2010
Pensive (O.S.I.)
Hi bloggers,
This poem is posted for O.S.I.
This poem is posted for O.S.I.
Thoughts are like blue drops
Sweet and resolute before the great rain
Precipitous fall of silver
A flash of light laughs upon the face
Pensive gaze beams like a rainbow
Upon the mind’s landscape
Monday, May 10, 2010
Blue's Pie (Short Story)
He made a habit of taking the long way home, though his knees ached and legs dropped like weights. He was addicted to the smell of Ms. Blue's pies wafting from a kitchen window. His tongue turned over her rich, brown crust. His glasses fogged heavily in her baking scent. Sometimes, he caught her dancing in a tight apron. Her curves were on full display. She was hot and juicy like a berry. Alas, he shook himself from the daydream and stole her pie from the windowsill.
Ms. Blue didn't mind her pie thief. She enjoyed his company however brief and discreet. She could hear his heavy, work boots trample her garden. She flew like a bird eluding her captor and watched his old, withered hands tiptoe on her window. Moments later, she heard a faint whistle. She fancied he was satisfied and resumed her post in the kitchen.
One day, she danced by the window and caught his glance.
"Come in," she said at last. New love was baking in the oven. Their hearts were glazed and hot like crust.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Blue (For O.S.I.)
This is my first attempt at O.S.I. Blue is my favorite color so I was drawn to this subject.
Blue is me
Cascading like rain
Blue stained
Blueberries
Bleeding on
Blue boots
Bouncing in
Blue puddles
Bubble baths
Splash blue
Against blue tiles
Blue dreams
Bloated bellies
Bursting with
Blueberry pies
Blue tongue
Blue tart
Blue gum
Blue lips
Sweet to kiss
Blue rippling
Reclining on seas
Blue hanging
In the firmament
Like a canopy
Blue casting a line
In blue tides
Gaping at the
Blue moon
Dipping his
Icy spoon
Blue world
Blue like my jeans
Worn at the knees
Blue like me
Blue is me
Cascading like rain
Blue stained
Blueberries
Bleeding on
Blue boots
Bouncing in
Blue puddles
Bubble baths
Splash blue
Against blue tiles
Blue dreams
Bloated bellies
Bursting with
Blueberry pies
Blue tongue
Blue tart
Blue gum
Blue lips
Sweet to kiss
Blue rippling
Reclining on seas
Blue hanging
In the firmament
Like a canopy
Blue casting a line
In blue tides
Gaping at the
Blue moon
Dipping his
Icy spoon
Blue world
Blue like my jeans
Worn at the knees
Blue like me
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