The sky is not less blue because the blind man does not see it~Danish Proverb
Bluest Hue
The meloncholy indigo sky
Breezed a solo, hopeless, sigh
Felt so alone, as none did care
To share his bleak and lonely air
The sun reaps love and constant praise
And all lament when splendor fades
They suffer night, to be adorned
Beneath his glow, alive at dawn
For when he rests, the earth does too
And no one sees...night's bluest hue!!
Desolution was his fate
Behind the dusk........of heaven's gate
The meloncholy indigo sky
Languished and began to cry
No one heard him bawl and weep
For all were rested..... fast........asleep
Droplets of his crystal tears
Sprinkled on the night so clear
Silver icing speckled bright
Lit the wailing, lonely, night!!
Sparkles dancing, spinning, round!
People pointing from the ground!
Smiling, awestruck at the sky
He cried with joy....till he was dry
**TWINKLE TWINKLE**
A
So beautifully composed and superb imagery, thanks for sharing.
warm hugs
Elga
will respond a.s.a.p. not forgotten :-)
Your words gave that which is silent such a powerful voice!
Anthony
One awesome poem.....
"Droplets of his crystal tears
Sprinkled on the night so clear
Silver icing speckled bright
Lit the wailing, lonely, night!!"
LP
Love Tinka
blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed
Allen
Love i...Lady A!!!
Exquisite...
Peter
love&light,
**Mari**
Sandie May Angel
Wonderfully crafted...
my favorite time? nighttime. so the bluest blue indigo sky is not alone--for i am watching. looking at the stars, searching for northern lights and meteors--and enjoying the feeling of cool arms wrapped around me. :)
a most beautifully wrought poem--thank you, dear (((friend)))
(((HUGS))), love and continued prayers, karla. :)
Sprinkled on the night so clear
this is magnificent!
sueb
Nice and colorful write; blue so happens to be my favorite color! Well done, Anita!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D