Scarce BluesA Poem by NevilleScarce Blues Although
only temporarily blinded By the glow from her sun stoked hair The last thing he recalled before passing Was a portion of sky with a small diagonal crease and a tear …. Overflowing
it was with a million or more jigsaw shaped pieces of delicate blue Although strangely enough but most decidedly
true Not a single kiss blown forget-me-not
petal was in
sight …. And for a moment, it seemed he had
been desperately
wrong, for in truth it was merely the
opening and the closing of rare
blue butterfly
wings On which everything
so gracefully floated
and fluttered, then flew Oh’ what distinctly flawless yet
fragile and endangered near perfect blue things …. © 2021 NevilleFeatured Review
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