Give Me Blue
If it is a blue with no sadness in it:
the blue of the sky above Colima Volcano
with no other clouds in it except one puff
of earth’s hot breath becoming visible
in the cool morning air.
If it is a blue
with no middle ground of safety,
nothing that makes it ordinary.
No hue of boredom
or gray cast of age.
No tint of ever ending––
just pure blue
holding its mood in,
letting you feel however you want to feel.
The blue of glass that reflects the sky.
Iris blue and periwinkle.
Cerulean and cobalt.
If it is a blue with not a smudge of green in it,
or yellow or white or black.
Blue-blue like my tue love’s eyes
and like the color that a blueberry Popsicle
should be––its blue dusted by nature
as though frosted, even in the heat of summer.
Like blue caught in icicles.
The color of a jellyfish
or Noxzema jar.
Bluebottle fly, tenacious,
only its color not annoying.
Blue as a shiver. Blue as blood. Blue as Hawaii.
Not the blue of a heart before forgetting.
Not that blue with a lot of
dullness soaked into it.
But if you have Blue as in Australia.
Blue as in a first place ribbon.
Sky blue,
true blue,
never blue.
Blue that if it’s ever had one gram of sadness in it,
doesn’t show it.`
If you have that blue,
and you want to give it to me,
then, sure.
Give me blue.
for dVerse Poets, the prompt is to write an ekphrastic poem about one of the given Chagall paintings.

I love your reflections and thoughts – Jae
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Thanks for reading and letting me know you enjoyed it, Jae!
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I enjoy reading your poem
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Thanks, Heidi
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Beautiful and thoughtful poem.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it, Michael.
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You’re welcome.
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Your ekphrastic poem is steeped in blue, Judy! I love the image of ‘one puffof earth’s hot breath becoming visible in the cool morning air’ and ‘pure blueholding its mood in’.
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Thanks, Derrick.
Thanks, Kim, for sharing your favorite lines.
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You’re most welcome, Judy.
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Did you know I live with a volcano in view?
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Wow! I’ve never even seen a volcano in real life.
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Wow! So much blue in the world
much love
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Luckily..and we get to go out and search for it!
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An excellent response to the painting
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Thanks, Derrick. You are always there to give encouragement.
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Judy this is absolutely stunning
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Thanks,Sadie…
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You’re most welcome
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The one thing I remember about Chagall’s paintings from the exhibition I saw was all that blue (and also the goats)
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Ah yes. I love the goats as well.
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An beautifully expansive rendition of the bride having “something old, something new, something borrowed, something BLUE”!
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Thanks, Kim, for mentioning it. I would love to know how that tradition came about.
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Aha. I found this: Each element of the classic superstition carries a specific meaning and origin:
The famous phrase stems from a Victorian-era English rhyme originating in Lancashire. Originally documented in the 1870s as “Something olde, something new, something borrowed, something blue, a sixpence in your shoe,” these items served as talismans meant to bring the bride good luck and protect her from the “evil eye.” [1, 2, 3]
The Forgotten Fifth Line:
While the saying is popularly known by its first four lines, the traditional rhyme actually concludes with: “and a silver sixpence in her shoe”. This coin was placed in the bride’s left shoe as a symbol of future wealth and financial stability. [1, 2, 3, 4, 5]
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I really don’t know but I wore each of those when I was a bride 🙂
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Great poem!
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This is a wonderful version of singing the blues. I love it, Judy.
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