True Blue

 

It came out of the blue,

This addiction.

 

I add drops of it to everything

I eat or drink,

It cheers me up,

Helps with the pain,

Makes me feel alive again.

 

"Put the bottle down" they said,

"That stuff ain't good for you."

But it makes me forget

The grey skies outside,

Clears this blackened mind,

And wipes away the tears I've cried.

 

I'll row the boat

Gently down the stream of blue,

And allow the drink

To dye my dreams shades of sky,

Allow my mind the fly

Free of curses that made it shy

Away from love.

 

Take me away to pastures new,

With my bottle of dreams, a bottle of blue.

 

Author's Note

I'm aware, this poem has so little structure it barely qualifies as a poem.
But there isn't a genre for "Words Just Randomly Whacked Onto A Page" :I
This poem is about blue food colouring, by the way. Which me and Jenny used to dye everything we ate blue for an entire weekend. We had blue pancakes, blue noodles, blue spaghetti hoops, blue milk... Good times :D But I'm not an alcoholic (:
Thankyou for reading (: ♥

Reviews

[.shalynn.009.]

I love that you used the color blue. Although this is just an accdent, just the color you happened to be using, it is a very symbolic color. Blu represents tranquility, life, purity. This fit the tone of the poem very well.

Not all poems have to have a structure. I like that this didn't. Gives you more freedom to be creative, not having to follow specific guidelines.

You have a great ability to take the simplest of experiences (dyeing all of your food blue. How silly) and creating something so meaningful and almost lyrical out of it. You and jenny are a good team, and you should keep writing about the things you two do together. Keep randomly whaking those words on your page, cuz it's working for you.

[M.Babu]

Haha you had me going till you revealed the identity of the blue. Thought you were talking bout...

This was extreme! I loved this part:
"I'll row the boat
Gently down the stream of blue,
And allow the drink
To dye my dreams shades of sky,
Allow my mind the fly,
Free of curses that made it shy
Away from love."

Awesome!

[Deactivated_BurningDemo..]

Awesome idea. I think I may have to do that. This does qualify as a poem, and a good one at that. Well written for a slapdash poem. You're a lot better then you think.

[compositionc]

I thought you were an alcoholic there for a second...
Thank goodness it was just blue food coloring.

[Murtuza]

lol, to know that you could make such a nice poem out of just blue food colouring is really quite cool. You are better at writing than you think you are so write whatever you feel like. This is a really nice poem of yours which made me want a little bit of that blue stuff too. Well-written :)

[iamkim]

I love the way you wrote this. amazing and a very unique piece :)

[azeilc]

that was nice. I like how it somehow tells about alcoholism, reading bottles and stuff. I think it serves also as some symbol to a deeper meaning.

[Erinne S.]

This was a cute, unique piece. Loved it!

I've had my fair share of times dying my food and beverages as well. Haha

~Erinne

[FJ Davis]

Interesting work. I like it; quirky and artistic.

[Ruth]

I like it a lot! We have to address life's trials at time and this does so! Great work love xx

[Tasha]

This was outstanding, amazing job!!!

I'll row the boat

Gently down the stream of blue,

And allow the drink

To dye my dreams shades of sky,

Allow my mind the fly,

Free of curses that made it shy

Away from love.

That was my favorite part out of the entire piece, but entirely it was truly brilliant. :)