Indigo

she loves cloudy days
when he is gone
the house quiet with age
Her cup full; stirred with
half and half
when raindrops beat in rapid pace
against the window panes
she smiles
knowing no voice will resound
shelter has its time, reserved
mine to not reply
in symphonic worship
silence paints indigo patterns
across her eyes, and
in little gathered things

water music
candle glow
whispered prayer
stilled isolation
no possession


finds her velvet peace






Poetry by BlueyedSoul
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Written on 2007-01-19 at 17:56

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Colin Skilton
Hello Blue
This is lovely. A picture of a girl watching the rain come down onto her window to the outside world and sharing the warmth inside with memories of someone who is not there, but still with her in memory and soul.
A nice warm poem for these cold wet days.
Colin.
2007-01-21


salem
so lovely one
beautiful text i like it
thanxxxxx
2007-01-20


Rob Graber
So soothing and serene; and so much affection in your phrase, "little gathered things"... Well done!
2007-01-19


Saga
A beautiful one sweetie pumpkin!!!
2007-01-19


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
this is a beautifu blue eyes and so gentle on the eye well done hugs Michael xxx
2007-01-19


wee2souls
beautiful Blue... acalm feel I got from this piece
lovely indeed
hugs to you
cindyamc
2007-01-19


Zoya Zaidi
high bluest of blue,such a lyrical,piece to return with after a long time!
This is a perfect poem
(((Simply lovely!)))
How are you doing Cindy?
{{{hugs}}}
Love, Zoya
2007-01-19


Kathy Lockhart
this has a wonderful feel to it Blue. Your words create soft moods with beautiful images.
2007-01-19


Kathy Lockhart
this has a wonderful feel to it Blue. Your words create soft moods with beautiful images.
2007-01-19