Like the sky some,
if it is not overcast,
or gray.
Like the sea,
when it is deep,
and not green,
like her eyes.
Like berries
which I picked
on a picnic in a golden field,
underneath a shady willow.
like the tiny flowers,
which she found, then smiled
handing them out, one by one.
like the music which remembered her,
Like my heart,
yeh, like that.
Author notes
Written August 18th, 2003
In a list
A contest entry
- ~ Blue ~ by Emerald Lass.
450 points, ended December 26, 2006, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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mellow lovely and charming, delighted in reading this!
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Ah... I do like this poem!
A sweet poem right from the heart
and it is much appreciated by me! Thank you for bringing it to our "Blue" Contest! 
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This is really sweet and well written..........
Best of luck in the contest.........
Leance
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This poem is lovely, a hint of melancholy lit by a glimmer of beauty and hope. Your use of simple imagery was very effective – it wasn’t over-the-top but really complimented the poem nicely. I love the last stanza as I think it was the perfect ending. It gave me the impression of a daydream, where your mind wanders until finally you are forced to bring yourself back to the real world and open your eyes to face the day. Well written!
Thankyou for your entry!
~crimsonfury
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Clicked the return the favor button - its fun. Kind of like roulette only I know on your wheel I'm always a winner cause you write goodly.
Imagine, I was the last to comment on this.
like the music that remembered her... Funny, I once ended a poem like that and you told me it was cliche. Now I know why. You started it.
I still don't get blue flowers. They freak me out.
Lisa -
Most beautious Luteous. So you can bring em up from the basement when you don't have anything new .. wonder if they were forget-me-nots .. Blue flowers are so interesting to me .. blue is usually not earthly but more sky and water .. when they pop up out of the brown dirt and they are blue .. it seems almost not real .. makes me stare at them longer and wonder where they got it .. their blueness. Skimming through for a Lute-fix .. -
good
Very subtle. It holds beauty within the words. Excellent write -
This was beautiful all the way through, and that last line is perfection, makes it so real and sweet. Beautiful poem.
~whisper
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oh yes. remids me once of a sort of witch/guru/schizophrenic person i knew, who tried to teach me to meditate until i could feel color with my eyes closed. never succeeded although some i guess have. this lovely romantic piece of work is the closest i'll get. thanks.
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definately a little bluesy... with the yah... like that....
strum in smoke
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mellow of my mind, yeah!
This is mellow, and blue, and cool, and lazy like summer, and blue...
Love it. Thanks for entering the contest and good luck!
Much Love,
Renee---------------------------------------------->Poetryality -
You would try and give me the impression that it doesn't inspire you, but you are such a romantic you can't help but write beautiful Love poetry. ~ giggles ~ I think its cute, that.
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yay...Lute...good note to leave on. the music which remembered her. yeah.
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