classic blue

by Kristina Woodhill

i chose classic blue for this eager month of may
a pretty blue, a soft blue, cool spring display
    wispy white cat clouds
       hissing here
    mouse chasing there
  hints of girls in swings,
     streaming long horsetail hair

i chose classic blue for a lighter, brighter take
  in a month with a slingshot view to june's first hot, hot bake
    and having chosen carefully the color fit for may
poetic pieces, words and thoughts then took a holiday

the phrase "ruffled tulips" up and hiked out to the pond
where tulip toes were dipping crimson nails and nudging fronds;
  completed thoughts like "apricots profusely blooming" stuck,
        wedged between
   "cute goslings!"
        and "soft striped hatchling ducks!"

just a mess of scrambling letters
               on the loose
                     like some spring break
with april in a tizzy after all the plans it laid;
   something in the rain that poured, a tipsy champaign potion
      up-setting any semblance of recording any notion

may's birch bark is still
          a blank white sheet
flip flops are sideways, still
                     feeling for bare feet
colors are too busy, still
           racing with spring rainbows
leaving nouns completely,
        adjectivally afloat

it's a mad, glad stream of consciousness
            words rushing with the sea
        submerged in urges classic blue
                      and who's to blame, but me


Author's Note: ;)

Posted on 05/29/2009
Copyright © 2023 Kristina Woodhill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kris Mara on 05/29/09 at 05:12 PM

AH! Love the playfulness of the words and sounds...as I'm bouncing in my seat reading it! It would take me all day to point out the interesting word combinations and internal/external rhymes coupled with beats...I just love it...

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/29/09 at 06:57 PM

These are the times of perfect near-summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and I see in those blues no sign at all to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever, ever fade. Beautiful, Kris. Thanks.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 05/30/09 at 04:25 AM

I love your blue
it befits you
and am swooping into your flight-lilting poem-swilking mind-tilting

scrambling letters 
               on the loose

!!! :) :) :) !!!
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 06/02/09 at 01:05 AM

Whimsical and fanciful and very funnerful!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/03/09 at 01:37 AM

Wow! My favourite color given new life. Thanks for sharing this spring blossom of a poem Kristina!!!

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