what hues of blues impact you
a gentle lapping of the river
with a lighter shade of vast sky
clouds dismissed for today
people huddled with their fear
children limping along in dilapidation
wives concealing their battered face
elderly recovering from another fall
homeless just wanting a space to rest
melancholic strumming of the guitar
a speedy flash of gleaming car
a bird calling on the wing
what gives you that inner zing
how do you change that blue hue
d’Verse, beginnings, Peter
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Beautifully crafted poem Kate. The endless hues flow together with purpose and meaning.
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Love
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I do love how you start with the questions of which blues impact you… there are so many different kinds of sorrow… so there is always one there for you
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Wonderful bluesy poem, Kate. Odetta was a treat; haven’t heard her in a long time.
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Kate wonderful peace and great tunes. Clouds dismissed for the day that caught me excellent line.
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I am very grateful that i am the kind of person whose happiness and joy is basically just the “basics”..my kids, my hubby, my poetry and my family and my friends..but whenever i really am feeling blue i do yoga or just exercise it makes me feel better
Thank you kate for this lovely poem
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What incredible and varied imagery you’ve conveyed here my friend. 😊
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I’ve been thinking a lot
About getting a job
But I’m paranoid about my hair
I’m just out of school
And I don’t mind saying I’m scared
My folks have been picking on me
Treating me bad, I just don’t think that’s fair
I’ve got the blues. The teenage blues
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No. Sounds like you need to listen to Daddy Cool. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wep4rumFVPs
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Very intense and powerful poem! You clearly show the shades of ‘blue’. I do like to focus on the ‘blue sky’ of new beginnings, but the ‘blues’ people suffer are real and heartbreaking. Let us pray that the bluest skies of hope will touch the lives of all who suffer; let us radiate that hope in all the lives we touch each day.
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I’ll have to listen to the recording later, as hubby paces about on business calls…
I prefer blue-greens, like teal 😀
Lovely verse.
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Blue has many layers. Just being able to sing tge blues can lift them. (K)
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A thoughtful poem, Kate. All the hues of blues–from gentle to tragic–but then the question at the end. Perhaps how do you change the blues for yourself–and for others.
Love that Odetta!
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Gorgeous use of colour, Kate!
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Wow! That was brilliant, Kate✨👍
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Kate, I can safely say that your poem has energized my inner zing ❤
-David
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Powerful poem, SweetKate! You highlighted good blues and sad blues.
The sky, water, blue birds, blue flowers, blueberries, music, blue frogs, blue insects, blue lights, ETC…all of these chase away THE blues for me! 🙂
And we must continue to do positive things to help those who feel stuck in THE blues because of their life circumstances.
(((HUGS)))
💙 🐳 💧 🏞 🦋 🐬 🌊 💙
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My late husband was a huge fan of the blues! We used to go to outdoor concerts and street festivals when we lived in DC and listen to the blues. I thoroughly enjoyed hearing Odetta! A wonderful, meaningful poem, Kate ❤
Have a great weekend!
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Oh so sad, these hues of blues! I felt each one as a sting in my heart!
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Music, music, and more music, lightens my mood every day, every tune, every lyric… even the blues, can be my happy muse…..
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Superb and captivating song on the blues, loved the music. Your poem too had all its happiness and sadness. Lovely post Kate.
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I always love the oceans and looking at the blue waters and where the blue skies meet the canola flower fields when in Perth, WA. Somehow your Aussie skies are bluer than our skies here. I wonder why though?
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far less pollution I’d imagine … you have a very high density of population over there. We are spread out …
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From the hope of a blue sky to the dejection of a bruise – the full spectrum of blues. There is much to be seen and felt in the color blue… the poem touches on many blues and some are very tender when touched…
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Interesting that when I read your opening line, I thought blue has been a favorite color of mine forever. I have since added a couple more, but I keep coming back to blue. For me blue is postive, along with blues, like Odetta is singing! Love it.
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You’ve written all shades of blue here. Some happy and some sad. Beautiful writing
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You’re blue vibration of using your throat chakra to speak the of truth around some topics we want to pretend don’t exist because they make people uneasy. Speaking up and giving a voice to those who have lost theirs under the detrimental circumstances they’re in.
Thank you Kate for always shining your beautiful light! ❤️❤️
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What hues of blue impact you
but then a jazzy riff of bluesy possibilities. Cool hues here.
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Engaging first line, Kate. Makes me want to know more, and the ending is on a positive note.
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Listening, toe-tapping, jiving, loving this music! No way am I going to be blue after listing to her!
“Good man left this town, no matter. Blues in my room. My dear sweet man has gone.” Oh boy!!!
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More subtle shades of blue than B.B. King & Crayola combined. Wonderful work, Kate.
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Such a lovely, evocative bluesy poem! 💝 I have learned that the only way to keep the mind clear is not to dwell too much. 🙂
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ah meditation is my tool of choice, we each find our own way thanks Sanaa 🙂
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As the body responds to healthy habits, so the brain responds to positive input!
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“clouds dismissed for the day” and “wives concealing their battered face.” Those still linger in my mind.
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Each thing listed on here could be a topic in it’s own right.
Love the song. I just added her to my amazon music.
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Brilliant beautiful poem! what gives you that inner zing – I love how this question invites to get in touch with that inner zing.
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Thanks for Odetta (just right for a rainy morning here in Wollongong) – and this lovely bluesy poem. I liked the soundings in that first line – and the direct question – (we’ve all got the blues, which blues are you?) engages me in this gently provocative piece.
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great Blue – tunes. I remember I tried to get into The Blues when I was younger. I kinda did and did not quite take to it.
Your poem is extremely clever. Some of the blue hues pull at the heart a lot. It was really WONDERFUL to read and it captured a place in my heart – because of the truth within the reality of life. You did a great job as you always do with your poetry.
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Nice tune for the morning Kate 🙂
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