This is also in my paranoid-duckkie account, but I would like to feature it here, in my new photograph themed gallery as well.

Photograph by Alyssa Richardson

I hope you all like it

has permission to post this in their gallery.

This poem was written by as a piece inspired by this image. It is a beautiful poem, and he has it as a deviation. Read the poem and if you like it, follow this [link] and fav it please.

Blue

The manic glare
of bipolar blue…
and blues.
Pushing aside
the dried up grass of life.
transcends the grey
potpourri of verve and joy,
revealing the energy
of insight,
of personality.

I dream…
I dream blue…
I dream the pure bottle blue.
The dreams of fear, of love
The dream that
transcends reality.

finding again
the lost memory
the hate of hate, the love of love,
the beauty of beauty and the pain of loss.
pending explosive clarity of colour,
unimagined in life, bereft in death
and poignant in deliberation,
we learn, to be…
blue…
bottle blue…
sinking in the sands
of living existence,
until…
we are.