Of True Blue

   

It was too cold to be without mittens but I took a quick clip of March 25, 2014...lest we forget! I can't capture the temps but they are FREEZING! This morning with wind-chill feels like minus 21 but on the bright side, we are looking at above freezing temps for the next full week, after tomorrow. In spite of the cold the evening was a gorgeous gift from God!

And did you feel it too?

That busying of blue

Like sleepy child by mother kissed

Dear dying day could not resist

Heaven-caress of blue on blue

And tell me, did you feel it too?

And did it tug within

To see the paling grin

Of yet, another chapter writ

Ere dusk consumes the breadth of it

Like paper puppets on a string

Pray tell, oh, did it tug within?

Or did it kiss your cheek,

In farewell, hard to speak

Clandestine glimmer of good-bye

Silvering shimmer in the eye

As suave strength of day grew weak

Tell me, oh, did it kiss your cheek?

…and did you feel it too?

Transit of old to new

…of tide astride a bullish breeze

Where twilight binds to centuries

Borrowed breath-beauty of true blue

Ah tell me, did you feel it too?

© Janet Martin