The Blue World
Blue is the sky,
no beginning or end.
Blue is a small child crying over a lost toy.
The oceans darkest secrets,
hidden away in the deep,
with all that life,
but with no one thing alike.
All the different shades,
some show happiness,
some show sadness,
buterflies in the summer,
Lakes frozen over in winter,
ice in a glass of lemonade,
a man freezing in Alaska,
When flames get too hot,
blue is the opposite; the antagonist,
hot or cold, high or low,
all is Blue
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nicely written. there were some examples i didn't even think up of! well done!
ReplyDeletewhy did everyone do blue on that poem i did red and no one did that but i like how you said ice in a glass of lemonade because that would be something i would never think of if i did blue
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