The Widest Blue Poem by Seamus O' Brian

There is a certain blue dress
The summer sky slips into
When she has a mind to
Crease your heart
With a burning
Pain of nostalgia
For that perfect day
Of blue and white and water
Laughing and splashing
The sun from the sky
To the salty horizon
With the best friends
You ever had and
Never saw again.

Should your attention relent
To lesser portents,
Her jealousy is evident
By her cobalt radiance
Graduating to the luminous white
Of her cloud-trimmed horizons.
Seducing you with memories
Lying back on the stern
Simply a dot on a lake
of the widest, blue blue
Staring into the radiant abdication
Of a summer sky,
Widening circles of life
Rippling days and years
That pass on from now
To nevermore.