Blue Skies
Beyond a bay of blues layered
with a weight that would pull me under,
a harbor that holds only sadness, lies
a horizon of hope that draws me
from these depths in search of a better day.
This poem is my response to the prompt, Tuesday Poetics: Fay Collins revisited,
from Sarah at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which offers eight paintings by Fay Collins
for inspiration. I chose Floating Seaweed.
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Yes, there is always hope on the horizon. Great write Ken!
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Thank you, Carol. ๐
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I like the hope you project in your poem. Well done Ken.
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๐ Thanks, Dwight.
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You are welcome!
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Blue can evoke so much, enjoyed this! ๐๐๐
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Thank you. ๐
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Love me “A horizon of hope” Your ode to blue and the blues works smoothly. A very apt response to the painting.
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Thanks, Glenn.
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This one feels so hopeful to me also. You capture that well.
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Thank you. ๐
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Your most welcome.
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From the harbor of sadness to the horizon of hope: a beautiful discovery in blue.
Pax,
Dora
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I love how you move with graceful words from despair to a place of hope!
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๐ Thank you.
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Thank you, Ingrid. It felt like a natural progression in the painting.
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A beautiful transition from sadness to hope. It lifts the gaze from the here and now to the horizon.
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Thank you, Sarah. I usually think of the horizon as the future, and the painting moves effortlessly from darkness to light.
Thank you for the prompt, Sarah. ๐
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Elegant form and poignant hope on the horizon
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Thank you. I like the thought of poignancy here.
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I really like your “horizon of hope”. Nicely done.
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๐ Thanks, Ron.
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This is incredibly exquisite! The poem in its entirety evokes so much upon reading it, Ken. I especially love; “a horizon of hope that draws me.” ๐๐
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Thank you, Sanaa. The darkness immediately caught my eye, but the light in the sky and reflecting on the water made it all better.
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Good one, Ken – blue depths associated with grief/pain – yet above blue sky associated with hope/”sunny” moods
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Thank you, Jazz. The dichotomy of blue.
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You’ve captured the magnetic light of the painting. (K)
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Thank you! ๐
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I remember the depths but with a good kayak, you will be able to stay afloat…
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And paddling towards that horizon!
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This hit my heart very hard. It is a place I left in Oregon, far behind me. Or it could be a place in my heart. Your blues and your use of powerful force is very strong. I like this.
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๐ Thank you.
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I like the contrast of dire and hope, dark and light, that there is something hopeful even in the midst of evidence to the contrary.
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Thank you
Yes, there is, if we know where to look.
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