blue thoughts

her thoughts are blue

When you're in love, there's always a special something. For me, it's the blue.

Colours

fell into 

the ocean blue

that was

you ...

not a when, exactly, 

but an incremental

awakening ---

from empty, 

to deep blue

see …

inside her heart the blackness grew

until she left behind 

the only life she ever knew

and found the light

at the edge of his blue …

and it was there

she discovered

she didn't need to be

the centre 

of his universe,

just the sparkle,

at the edge of his blue …

was there any place

she'd rather be

than somewhere 

lost inside

the things

he thought

might be?

More than she can admit,

More than she thought possible,

Deeper than his blue eyes,

Softer than his quiet smile,

More than she ever knew,

The ones nailed shut;

The hidden ones 

She didn't know

What they were for

His love opens

Every door

Author's Note

the image is the doodles of poems as they were originally penned.

Reviews

[sharonlee]

Simply delicious! The flow and rhythm blend so lyrically, a pleasure to read.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you, I appreciate it

[Lydia Shutter]

Gloriously romantic words, Lyn. To be the center of one's universe is not necessary...just to add that sparkle! I liked this one. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

Ahh glad you picked that out. So perceptive.

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand the lines below.
"was there any place
she'd rather be
than somewhere
lost inside
the things
he thought
might be?"
I wish for re-do, but no re-do in a life. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Lyn Anderson]

Too kind. I appreciate the visit

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Good to see you posting again and still smitten so badly the vitriolic poetry has been shed in favour of lovely romantic pieces as this.

[Lyn Anderson]

Ah yes. I still have some bitter every now and again but tempered for sure, with better days behind and ahead

[Ted Kniffen]

Mr. Blue Skies...Blue Moon...Singing the Blues...Blue Velvet.

It seems blue has played a large part in the soundtrack of our lives. Blue is cool...you can be a blue blood...
but now, it seems you no longer need to be blue, Lyn.

A beautiful love story set in poetic form.

A good write.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you, my friend.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

When I was a young lass, blue seemed like such a sad and depressing color/feel. Now that I have experienced so many colors and shades I grasp the total understanding of its hues and therefore can find so much pleasure and understanding in this fine piece of yours. Blue the new Red :)

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks so much. Glad to know the message meets the mark

[Neville]

Quite possibly my favourite colour too.. thanks for taking me on a journey throughout all its shades.. enjoyed from one end to tother....... Neville

[Lyn Anderson]

Aww, shucks. I am so very happy to read your words today. Thank you

[Neville]

sentiment reciprocated.. Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ooooh...."from empty to deep blue see"
love that...
all of this is as blue as that beautiful carribean in which i swam so many years ago...made me want to snorkel through your words, here.
dive as deeply as possible into their richness.

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much. I am so pleased you stopped by and enjoyed.

[Ana Papaya]

Most associated blue with sadness. I love how you've turned that around into exploring the depths and the edges of love. This is wonderful.

[Lyn Anderson]

aww thanks. it's true, there's always something, and I love the ocean, and the blue of his eyes ...

[Ana Papaya]

Sounds like I nice place to swim and float.
Who needs clouds? :)