Thursday, May 5, 2016
Blues Or Dance Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Blue to nothingness
peaks fade in and out of that selfsame blue
my rug is a dirty dusty kind of blue.
Some short time ago I too was blue.
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7/23/2025 4:52:42 PM # 1.0.0
Blue is my colour though I am rarely blue. Very much liked the poem and a great photograph. Reminds me a little of Alsace though the blue there is augmented by the Bilberry (i think you call Blueberry) fields. Yes, I'm a sucker for anything blue! A straight ten, Curtis