No truth for me then nevermind
Blue talks to white
sky to cloud
sea to seashell
parts of the sky talk to those peaceful colours by their side
they talk to the softness and the cushions floating , care - free
without any weight of rain
or the tones of grey sighing around their soft space
blue lives quietly like the soft sea without a sound of loud waves
drifting to and fro
just quiet in the world
a soft stillness of calm
talking to the cotton cushions that just sit
calm and content with no tears falling
like daisy petals softly sitting together
away from the grass
sitting by the blue for now
not In a place where rain and sighs can start to fall
feeling a sometimes sadness from above
for now they are just calm cotton clouds without a tear falling
or any grey sighs around their space
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Author:
Yellow rose (Pseudonym) (
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Comments7
Beautiful !
Thankyou very much !))
This is a beautiful depiction of the sky but I feel that it may go deeper with metaphor. Well written
Thankyou very much ! )) sometimes I like to just take a few random words and see what I can write with it
Glad you liked the poem
Most welcome
A beautiful write of the calm sky and a sense of longing to feel the same, nicely expressed and written
Thankyou very much .. for your kind words )))
You are very welcome
My friend, this poem has such a soft touch to it. It feels like a pause in a world that rarely stops...a moment held gently between sky and sea. “Grey sighs” is such a delicate image. Beautifully still. 🌹👏 A fave.
Thankyou so much for the lovely comment 🙂
Glad my poem was liked
Beautiful
Thankyou 🙂 appreciate the kind words on my poem
You're welcome
Wonderful words Yellow Rose.
Andy
Thankyou very much ))
a very beautiful piece that evokes calmness and peace
well done
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