The sky and the sea are Lapis Lazuli
cloudless but hazed, with absent horizon,
we are mirrored adrift on the edge
between now and forever. I remember
how you had a dream of being together.
,but the breeze is too shallow to ripple
this sea-skin of listlessly waiting to part
and to find islands apart from each other,
so we drift on parallel lines but alone
playing our blues in our cerulean void.
Today Sarah hosts Poetics at dVerse and we write poems on blue. Please join us.
May 11, 2021