What is it?

What is blue

It’s cool

It’s calm

And it’s a billion different things

 

It’s the sea

When it’s rough and stormy

When it’s smooth as glass

When it’s shallow

When it’s deep

 

When it’s summertime

It’s half your world

It’s the water

It’s the sky

It’s her eyes

 

It’s the flowers

That grow beside the roads

It’s Irises

Lobellias

Gentians

Geraniums

Author's Note

Wrote this for a contest by Addict With a Pen

Reviews

[Addict With a Pen]

I really, really like this! From the way you formatted it, to the way you described what blue can be. As if it had different forms, different lives it lives. How blue can be the sea, when it's tossing and turning, or how it could be the sky when not a single cloud spots it, creating a painting above our heads. I love how it can be an ocean, and the flowers, and the summertime sky, all at the same time. I also like that little spark of romance in the third stanza, when you say 'It's her eyes'. For a second it seemed out of place, but after re-reading the poem, I think it fits nicely. When I created the contest, I imagined that if anyone were to do blue it would be about melancholy times or sad emotions. The way you took nature and beautiful things we see in life, to create an image for an unspoken color, is breathtaking. Instead of focusing on what blue means to one person, you took it and defined it for the world. Great write!!

[Ashley]

Thank you.