That doesn’t sound right, does it? Everybody knows that Mondays are blue. I don’t know what colour Tuesdays are. Green, maybe?
Anyhow, hello, poets! Welcome to the poets’ pub, serving up hot and cold poems, crunchy stanzas and intriguing word choices.
In March last year, I asked you to write some red poems. Tonight, I want you to write me some blue poems.
Red is pretty straightforward. It’s out there – fiery, passionate, dangerous! Blue is different. It’s a little cooler, a little stranger, a little more mysterious.
Let’s think about blue for a bit. Blue is the sky and the sea, obviously, so we associate it with calm and peacefulness. Other than that, there’s not much of it in nature. Most of the flowers we call “blue” are actually purple, there are few blue birds and lizards, a handful of butterflies, and a couple of fish. We recoil from blue food, because we associate the colour with blue mould.
What else does blue mean? Well, you can feel blue. You can sing the blues. A blue movie is…well, blue. Blue is the colour of the distant hills, the far horizon. And you can’t help thinking it would have been a different song altogether if she’d worn red velvet.
Anyone who has seen a nativity play will know that the Virgin Mary wears blue. That’s because that blue pigment was the most expensive paint of all. It was made from lapis lazuli, mined from a single mine in Afghanistan. In the 12th century the Catholic church decreed that Mary should be depicted wearing blue because it was such a precious commodity. Later, blue became associated with kingship – Louis XI of France wore blue, King Arthur was depicted wearing blue – and the Italian football team wear blue because it was the colour of the house of Savoy, founded in 1003.
Here’s a poem by Robert Francis that takes blue head on:
Winter uses all the blues there are.
One shade of blue for water, one for ice,
Another blue for shadows over snow.
The clear or cloudy sky uses blue twice-
Both different blues. And hills row after row
Are colored blue according to how for.
You know the bluejay’s double-blur device
Shows best when there are no green leaves to show.
And Sirius is a winterbluegreen star.
And here’s one by Amy Lowell that has a splash of blue:
The Blue Scarf
Pale, with the blue of high zeniths, shimmered over with silver, brocaded
In smooth, running patterns, a soft stuff, with dark knotted fringes, it lies there,
Warm from a woman’s soft shoulders, and my fingers close on it, caressing.
Where is she, the woman who wore it? The scent of her lingers and drugs me.
A languor, fire-shotted, runs through me, and I crush the scarf down on my face,
And gulp in the warmth and the blueness, and my eyes swim in cool-tinted heavens.
Around me are columns of marble, and a diapered, sun-flickered pavement.
Rose-leaves blow and patter against it. Below the stone steps a lute tinkles.
A jar of green jade throws its shadow half over the floor. A big-bellied
Frog hops through the sunlight, and plops in the gold-bubbled water of a basin,
Sunk in the black and white marble. The west wind has lifted a scarf
On the seat close beside me; the blue of it is a violent outrage of colour.
She draws it more closely about her, and it ripples beneath her slight stirring.
Her kisses are sharp buds of fire; and I burn back against her, a jewel
Hard and white, a stalked, flaming flower; till I break to a handful of cinders,
And open my eyes to the scarf, shining blue in the afternoon sunshine.
How loud clocks can tick when a room is empty, and one is alone!
And here is Blue Velvet:
So tonight, let’s write blue. A splash of blue, an ocean of blue, a shimmer of blue. Gaze into the distance, or look down at the sapphire on your finger. Take us to the Blue Ridge Mountains or the Blue Lagoon. Hand me a Blue Monday cocktail, slap some blues on the juke box and let’s poem.
You know what to do:
- WRITE your poem
- LINK back to this post
- LINK up to Mr Linky
- READ a dVersity of poems
Welcome dVerse Poets to this Tuesday’s Poetics from Kim of WritingInNorthNorfolk. I’m minding the bar for Sarah, who has given us another colourful prompt to get our poetic teeth into. I’m anticipating some gems for this one.
Before I forget, I’d like to remind you all that this Thursday 13th May is Open Link Night Live, which starts, as usual, at 15.00 EST – for me 20.00 GMT. If you’d like to read a poem or just listen to poems being read by friendly, welcoming poets, please come along. The link will be here for you to click on, and Linda will be around to let you in.
In the meantime, please form an orderly queue at the bar for cold and hot drinks, snacks and poems.
Hi Grace and Bjorn! I’ve posted a greeting, remembered OLN Live, but there is no Mr Linky and I can’t access it to add it as I didn’t create the prompt. Could you help please?
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Link is added…
Thanks for hosting on behalf of Sarah Kim.
Thanks Bjorn for putting in Mr. Linky.
Hello Kim, and thanks to Sarah for a wonderful prompt. I’m always happy to dabble in the blues!
Also I’m not sure if it’s just me but I don’t see Mr Linky…
I’m waiting for Grace or Bjorn to fix it – I can’t as I didn’t create it. Won’t be long. 🙂
Thanks Kim! 😊
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Thanks Björn 👍
It is now up. Thanks Bjorn.
My favorite color in every iteration ….
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) said:
Writing about blue is perfect, even though I don’t really feel blue at all.
We’ve had lovely weather today – blue skies but no blues!
Hello Sarah, Kim, and All. Just cozying up to the bar after getting back from running errands. There are now pepper plants, a couple of flowers, and a whole flat of strawberries waiting to be planted, but there’s still danger of frost so it will be another week or so. The ethanol-free can of gasoline is in the garage and ready to fill the mower’s tanks. I’m sipping a can of Arizona Brand Strawberry Arnold Palmer. Going to write now. See you all on the poetry trail!
You’ve been busy, Lisa! And you still have the energy to write a poem! I look forward to reading it. 😊
Kim, it was SO nice to walk through the toasty warm greenhouse and look at flowers, plants, planters, lawn sculptures, etc.
Thank you Sarah for a wonderful prompt! And thank you Kim for stepping in as pub tender. I’m feeling anything but blue after spending a wonderful 5 days with my son and his family in North Carolina – THANK you scientists for creating the vaccine! We’d not seen them for 16+ months so I was over the moon with joy!
And now….back to dVerse and looking forward to reading poems tonight and tomorrow AM. Still chilly in Boston — hoping to fill our balcony planter with geraniums in the next week.
I’m so glad you enjoyed your visit with your son and his family, Lill, and that you are back safely and writing poetry! I will be doing the same in a few weeks’ time. Firstly, I shall be celebrating my husband’s birthday on Friday and, at the end of June, his retirement – he finally took redundancy, and we will be going northward in the UK in July, starting in York and ending up on Lindisfarne. Sorry it’s still chilly in Boston – we must have had your sunshine as well as our own today. 😊
This is a great prompt! I had fun with it and can probably write much more on the same topic. At first, I wasn’t sure what to write about, and then I closed my internet browser. 🙂
That was a good move, Jenna, closing your browser. Sometimes we just have to go back to basics to create something fresh. I’m glad you had fun with the blue. 🙂
Kinda slumpy lately, so I dredged and revised…Best I could do.
Hi Ron! You are never slumpy, and revising is excellent poetic exercise!
Tricia Sankey said:
Thanks for the prompt Sarah and for minding the bar, Kim! I’m with Ron, been feeling slumpy, perhaps I need a double espresso today! I’m going to think on blue for a bit and see where it takes me!
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hi Tricia! Double espresso coming up! I’m ready for bed now – I have a good book to finish before I go to sleep – but I’ll be back in the morning to read and comment, and look forward to reading your poem. 🙂
Good evening. Here we went from barely spring to warm summer today. Felt strange to all of a sudden want to go with without both jacket and sweater.
This prompt made me realize that blue is a common theme of mine. Maybe I should go for more colours in the spectrum. 🙂
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Great prompt, Sarah (my favorite dolor!) and thanks to Kim for minding the shop.
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thanks for the blue poems one and all. got reading and nearly forgot to come here to leave a comment. this prompt has got me going again the blank page has been teasing me since friday.
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T.J.S. Sherman said:
Blue Curacao with a chaser of an orange slice to inspire the writing of a blue poem.
dr hook on the headphones and some wonderful poems to read great evening thanks for your words poets.
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Thanks for hosting Sarah. Color is always welcome. (K)
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Ron Rowland said:
Thank you for this prompt. I took a picture of a blue sunset this weekend while celebrating my grandson’s graduation, and now I have a chance to use it.
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An most apt word choice, as my current mood is somewhat blue, after an unpleasant encounter with a coworker, two days glued to database repair, and just a general feeling of melancholy. I think maybe a nice bright alligote wine or a sweet white burgundy tonight to dispel the mood.
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Thank you for hosting Sarah! Here is something simple for the prompt.
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Good Evening – I couldn’t pass up the chance to write some blues.
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Paul Cannon said:
A wonderful space for me Sarah, a much needed reflection, thank you.
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Hi Sarah and Kim,
Thank you for hosting a wonderful challenge. I had a wonderful time writing to it.
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A great diversity of ideas from your blue prompt. Very enjoyable reading.
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Sunra Rainz said:
I’m a bit late to the party but couldn’t resist this prompt! Thank you, Sarah and Kim 🙂
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Hi, Sarah, Hi Kim. The joke’s on me. After publishing my post that might (or might not) link back here, and I went to MrLinky, I came to realize that this prompt is closed. Oh my. It was a beautiful prompt and I’m glad I wrote for it. I will mind the schedule better and jump in to participate earlier. That’s the lesson I learned today. Be well, everyone. I wish you miracles.
Hi Selma! Thank you for your poem. Thursdays are Open Link Night at dVerse, partly to mop up poems that missed the prompt deadline. I encourage you to link up there. 😊
Thanks for the note, Sarah. I’ll attempt that. 💃🏼 I’ll do it for the poem. 😀 ‘Tis a shame to waste a perfectly good poem. 😆 Mottainai 💕 thanks. You rock!