Poetry Challenge 55


We’re all a bit blue in the Interior as fall drags slowly toward winter.  The leaves are nearly off the trees now; the sky deepens to a slaty blue and lingers there for hours.   Late at night, if there are no clouds, the aurora drifts slowly across the sky, a pale blue green.  It’s been chilly at night, though we’re in a bit of a warmer trend now.

So write about something blue–large or small. Leave the word “blue” out of the poem, if possible.

Post the poem as a comment here and I’ll add it to this post.

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