Blue, a poem written by Lynn White at



written by: Lynn White



Blue skies, blue sea,
a day of sparkling sunshine,
with a shimmering horizon.
And then, out of this blue,
smiling sadly with your lovely blue eyes.

I knew you from the back, you said,
the cut of your hair, your bright blue mac.
I wanted to see your face again,
it’s only fair, you’ve seen mine.
You must have done,
me, being who I am.

I wanted to smell your clean hair smell.
So I took a chance, and here I am.
I wanted to
abate the sadness.

I nodded. Yes.
I know it’s true.
It’s all been said
and we won’t be sad.
No blue moods
on this bright blue day
of smiling sunshine.

We’ll go together now,
for now
and be glad.
After all,
one way or another,
everything will end
in tears, I said,

So let’s take our now time
and chance the rest.


The poetry group I belonged to had a prompt ‘Blue’. Someone took a photo of me from the back (not wearing a mac!). I used to have a bright blue jacket that looked like a mac… So that’s where the idea came from. All the rest is made up!

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