old and blue

poemy thing of sorts

Old and Blue

you ran like a river, cutting canyons, taking trees,

and like the river you been running all of your days,

now the morning sun has left us and it is time to face the change,

at some point everyone will stand in the rain,

old, blue, what we gonna do now?? 

now that the time has come

old, old n blue, what we gonna do now?? 

what we gonna do?? now that the time has come,

now the time has come and we feel real old,

how'd we go and get so old and blue?

i dont wanna be so old.... 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the way you use words. I got visions of water and storm. I like the ending. No pleasure in getting older. Being old and blue is a bad place. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[justin bluebuds]

thanks man, it started life as poem this and ended up a song, seems some do and some stay poems, maybe the song is a 3d version!! thanks for the review x

[justin bluebuds]

https://soundcloud.com/justin-boulton/old-and-blue-phone-demo