BLUES
BLUES
THERE'S
LIGHT BLUE
DARK BLUE
SEA BLUE
AND SKY BLUE.
THERE'S
NAVY BLUE
MIDNIGHT BLUE
ROYAL BLUE
AND TRUE BLUE.
YET
NONE OF THESE
CAN DESCRIBE
MY BLUE
WHEN I AM
NOT WITH YOU!
GRACEANN MARTRLLI
COPYRIGHTS (C) 2008
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| I WOULD IF I COULD | 0 | 10/18/2009 |
| BINGO | 1 | 10/13/2009 |
| "TROUBLE" MAN'S BEST FRIEND | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
| AFRAID OF THE NIGHT (DARK) | 1 | 10/13/2009 |
| BLUES | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
| GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
| I LIVE | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
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