Washed in Blue

Written for:  Sunday Muse #61


Photo Artistry by Erik Johansson Master Photo-manipulation Artist

Extend beaches
with indigo, aqua,
and cerulean. Wooden
planks disappear, but,
I am here to see
the sea, and feel
it cover me. Where
I came from, where
I will go. Gulls cry
in monochrome sky.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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19 Responses to Washed in Blue

  1. Vicki says:

    Love the feel of this, very serene and calming.


  2. Chrissa says:

    Oh, this reminded me of a verse of a song. Captivating.


  3. coalblack says:

    I really didn’t even notice that the sky was monchrome until I read your poem. *smax forehead*


  4. kanzensakura says:

    Such a serene poem. The grey sky is rather overwhelming.


  5. Carrie V. H. says:

    Such a lovely visual this evokes! I love this Sara!


  6. Ed Rigg says:

    Gosh, I missed the monochrome sky but I am only a man . . lol
    Love the poem, Sara.


  7. Ed Rigg says:

    Just added a bit of colour to my sky, thanks to you.


  8. robtkistner says:

    Excellent Sara. You captured a beautiful impression from the visual!


  9. Susie Clevenger says:

    The beach always speaks serenity to me…lovely writing


  10. TheRustGeek says:

    This makes me want to give in to the waves of blue, letting them wash over me. Thanks for sharing 🙂


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