Blue where water meets the sky,
beyond the space where spirits fly
to dance upon a snowy crest
of waves, indigo and azure dressed–
and there the seabirds drift, serene,
and there I watch—for past has been—
strangely content to view this blue.
A quadrille for dVerse, where Kim asked us to use the word blue. This day started as a blue Monday with a poetry rejection in my in-box, but then I went for a walk in the beautiful morning, which cheered me up. I already wrote my Monday Morning Musings and used the same photo above. BUT–it’s just too perfect not to use again. So, I’m posting twice today, and with the same photo.
A quadrille is a dVerse form of exactly 44 words in any style. I chose to rhyme today.