Reflections of an Artist: Fine Art Photography with a Splash of Prose (28) – Blue
What does blue mean to you? Isn’t it fascinating that blue is the only color that can stand alone as an emotion, and that very feeling is the opposite of what most people feel on a blue, sunny day? Sometimes, even the sun is smiling.
So, I wrote an acrostic poem about it. I call it:
Blue Blue Blue
Beaming smiles.
Lushious bodies shimmering
Under the sun;
Every smile pure.
Being melacholy,
Living, just barely.
Unhappily smiling away
Every moment.
Bipolar color
Leaves emotions
Undecided until they
Erupt.

