Poem of the Month

All else happens in blue

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Skies end in blue-less space.

Seas surface blue above.

Dark, all dark between.

All else happens in blue.

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Eyes wide,

lids lift slow fearful.

Windows green

dark light

no focus no favours.

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You hope hope is still

uniform, constant,

as sure as unattainable

silence.

You grasp thick air

held for life itself.

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You live on the moon,

sleep on the bed of the ocean.

Love glints on a

knife edge.

As you sink

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your fingers disappear

through waves

one moment as another

helpless.

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All else happens in blue

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By Alan Passey