Layers of Blue

This poem formed suddenly, without warning while I was eating lunch - I don't see what the connection is between these two events but I do not argue with Muse.





Layers of Blue - 26 Jan 10

With a fine brush
Painted across the sky
Mare's tails
Wisps of white
On blue

Beneath,
On silvered blue,
Gentle waves carry thoughts
Memories
Dreams
From me
To me
Around me
Within me

Below - in blue,
With the dolphins,
Dance
To songs of love





Today was cold and with a totally grey sky - but my memory allows wonderful vision.