Into the Blue

Skies meet the oceanic
deep sea diving down,
feeling your cold touch
depression caused by
fingertip pressure spots.
Veins run royally collect
in flowering forget me nots,
cool creased denim worn
out of collar coded clichés.
Ribbons and rosettes fail us
declare a winner right or left
conservative, republic, rebuke
liberal spreading of liberties.
School uniforms conform
to navy coloured rules,
and the virgin mother mary
with her body covered up.
Birds are singing fairytales
in powder and pastel shades
nursery rhymes and painted
stereotypes on young minds.

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7 responses to “Into the Blue

  1. brrrr…an incredible elongated frisson and coded critique of what…education, religion, government? Am I way off? A memorable ending as well. :)..,

    • Thanks Jackie, you seem to have found quite a lot within my new poem. You cannot be way off if that is what it speaks to you about. Glad the ending is memorable, sign of a good poem I hope 🙂

  2. Nice! I like this.

    Upper middle class conservative blue Clifton in there, somewhere, by any chance?

    I love the closing lines: a deliciously cutting description of the antidote to free thinking …

    “…School uniforms conform
    to navy coloured rules,
    and the virgin mother mary
    with her body covered up.
    Birds are singing fairytales
    in powder and pastel shades
    nursery rhymes and painted
    stereotypes on young minds.”

    • Thanks John, I wasn’t thinking of Clifton on the surface of my mind when I wrote it but I can see where you are coming from.
      And thanks very much regarding the closing lines, it is interesting where blue can take us as we read 🙂

  3. For me, this wonderful poem reads as though it holds a ‘blue’ moment in nature/time that has captured pieces of your past, too ~ with the whole of the poem bringing them all together … an epiphany of sorts but more of a dip into the essence of your self courtesy of the blueness. I love all your subtle references to the many shades/moods of blue: blue as in sad, blue collar, blue blood & much, much more. We are all clearly influenced by the blues: early imprints, developed attitudes &, quite simply, the glory of nature’s blues 🙂

    • Thanks Peter, so good you have dug around inside the poem and uncovered some of it’s blueness 🙂 Did you know in the USA a blue rosette is a first but in the UK it’s a second, funny how the switch in colours makes you think.

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