Blue is the ocean, big crashing waves.
Blue is the sky, you wish for when in caves.
Blue is the tears, you’re crying after heartbreak.
Blue is the little chair that just won’t break.
Blue is the humid and hot pool.
Blue fits into the category of cool.
Blue is the colour of random things in your dreams.
Blue is the stitching of your t-shirts seams.
Blue is not the colour of red.
But, blue is the colour of the sheets on you bed.
Blue is the colour of my ballet leotard.
Blue can be the surface that's hard.
Blue is what you say you are when you are depressed.
Blue is the colour of paint that you just messed.
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I like how you rhymed and how there was a rhythm. :D
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ReplyDeleteYour poem is really well written. I can tell you put a lot of effort and thought into it.
I really connect with the part where you say that blue is big crashing waves, it brings an image to my mind.
Do you have a blue little chair that won't break? I am curious.
Such great work!
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Ms. Cipparrone and Aaron
Thank you :D
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