Blue grosbeak.
Blue house.
Solemn lady
sings the blues
under the bright sky.
My face wears
it’s azure downfall.
Time for my ultra-
marine sobs
to connect me
with the enigmatic ocean.
Saphire shelled beetle
struggles across
our blue-black-sands
footprints.
Blue berry.
Blue mist aloft
when a rogue
wave crashes
the breakers.
copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney
