Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Blues






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Blues crept shyly into heart and mind to shadow skin,
revealing yet invisible that sorrow had now claimed,
a place to hide in every cell and shivering, dancing hair;
so was the mood encompassed and the moment blamed.

Eyes widened to allow the tears to gather skirts and fall,
that drench of grief which tipped upon the edge of flesh,
and so was waiting, ready then to tumble into sight;
crippled feeling laid in tender rest on memory's breast.


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10 comments:

  1. This is pretty, yet sad for the crippling feeling ;)

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  2. Very sad but well written ~ I specially like this part:

    Eyes widened to allow the tears to gather skirts and fall,
    that drench of grief which tipped upon the edge of flesh,


    Thanks for linking up ~ Have a good day ~

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  3. Oh yes, I know the feeling - how blues creep slowly into the heart.

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  4. To paint it blue... those days.. really touching they way you describe how it seeps into every pore-

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  5. Turns me a bit bluesy just to read this...you have captured well what the "mood encompassed and the moment blamed"

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  6. I know that phrase "blues crept.... " lovely evocation of sadness

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  7. A depressing mood may be good for a start as whatever mood thereafter is something better! Nicely Roslyn!

    Hank

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  8. Your poem is sad and beautiful and made me feel like I was drowning in blue. Very nice!

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  9. the skirts of tears are evocative
    and the shy blues

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