Description: I just started this little series. Stay tuned for Green, Red and White.
Magic Sequence: Blue -------------------------------------------
I am Blue
The grids of my fate show impossible to see
As is the place where water meets sky
Yet the vision is as a sapphire is
Thus are my eyes…always open but never of any other color
Then of cold that shivers through my blood
I am Blue
My lips are wine…they turn to poison when they're bitten
But the sour-most venom is of frost-laced heart I carry
Here in this place where my body turns
Into a fantasy of crystals that can heal, hurt or renew
Anyone but me
I am Blue
Unearthly as the tides that make me weary when the might
Escapes my body to tend to someone else
So when I lie to dream
I lie on naked ground where mind is out of consciousness,
The flowers grow indigo and all I know is…
I really liked this! Gives "blue" such emotion and such a real personality; exactly as the one "blue" would have. You had great imagery and great flow. Good write!
Aaaah, blue; much regaled as the color of Sea and Sky, but forgotten as the color of Melancholy! Intriguing and mysterious this, but beguiling as the color "Blue"!!
Submission Name: Magic Sequence: Blue
