Blue Upon Blue
She knew that from now on,
life would take mending,
her heart left aching,
her life now –
blue upon blue.
Blues in the morning,
blues at night,
days that melted one into another,
melodies with bluesy rhythm,
colors all blended into one,
sorrow like the loss of a dear one
Stormy skies,
black clouds across the sun,
no more joy or fun,
her heart scarcely beating.
The bluebirds of happiness,
having flown away,
only souvenirs of love left behind
Red roses that blossomed on the vine,
now slowly dying,
petals scattered by the wind,
their thorns piercing,
the heart that was bleeding,
her soul empty,
no hope left inside,
plaintiff melodies swirling about
Smoky mist in the air,
another night of lonesome dreaming,
waiting
Smoky for the sun to rise,
but the shine hurt her misty eyes.
Blue shadows in every corner of the room.
no way to disperse the gloom,.
with a jazzy beat,
reverberating in her mind.
Lonely is a solitary word,
her world dwindled to one,
time goes by so slowly –
blue curtains drawn until the dawn.
New Summers,
would bring back the roses,
for bleeding hearts do mend,
a new love might come her way,
the skied might clear again,
but until then,
brass trumpets continue wailing
~
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I am huge fan of old blues songs and loved how you used the power of the color and the music in your poem. Thank you Rasma, an enjoyable read. Jamie
I am glad you enjoyed my poem Jamie. I hope you have an inspirational new week.