Tuesday, March 18, 2008

It feels a little blue today....





It feels a little blue today, and a little bit of green. It feels like a silvery scarf, with something in between. The pearls are strung around a scruffy neck with diamonds in the gutter, the honeydew smells heavenly and the butterflies are all aflutter.

My mind is a ton-heavy today, my spirit is a bowl of air, my heart is reshaping itself all the time, with kaleidoscopic flair. It is a poetic month, this florid, summer March. It smells of carefree days and ice cream dukes and hints at hours of parch. When the sun glares down so often, with such an angry scowl, the road beneath just hoots at it, like an avuncular owl.

As an evening approaches with its soothing orange and yellow, harsh croaks of business subside to something mellow. Sugarcane juices in large mugs slake many a thirsty throats, reminiscent of Sandra Bullock’s movies – especially that one - Hope Floats.

Somewhere it’s summer on a field…and it must feel blue and green. Here, it’s just a silvery scarf, with something in between.

8 comments:

Unmana said...

Beautiful!

Nonentity said...

:)

Serendipity said...

:)

Ajeya said...

one word: wow!

Malice Blackheart said...

I can never decide whether winter is blue, or gray, or white, or whatever. Perhaps this is just it; it is a daily subjective thing, and we then to see the colors around us that we feel inside.
Wonderful poetry and photography, by the way.

Leziblogger said...

It's summer on the field and I drink Sprite. My poetry is bad but lovely you write.

Anonymous said...

Delighted to read this one!!

Anonymous said...

Your writngs are not mere words, they touch you and sort of paint a picture all around you...


GREAT! :-)

:-)

Sayoni