Originally written for F2K
Prompt – Color
The sapphire diamond is treasured, but cursed
No Hope there
Blue don’t make you happy, neither.
Blue ain’t a feeling. Blue just is.
Blue is sunlight snagged by sky
hoarding cerulean while passing on gold
Blue is winter eve, inky dark and moon on snow
a flip-switch from summer, one hot, one cold
Blue ain’t dark or day. Blue just is.
Blue is the yonder mountain
the elusive bird and the rarest moon,
but it’s common and cheap, lurid and bruised
It’s the angel’s eyes and the devil’s dress
Blue ain’t good or bad. Blue just is.
Blue may be true, but it don’t mean a thing.
Blue ain’t a color. Blue just is.
Words by J. B. Everett
Photograph by Gareth © 2006 Creative Commons