“Sonnet Blue” by Jonathan B.


Sky is full, often past the colorfilled clouds

And is found in the building block of life

Gushing infinite droplets, Roaring sound

Leap off and into the blue cushion, Splice

Reverse head upwards towards emptiness

Away from any social conviction

Traverse the void, Helpful covariance

Place where another can’t hear your diction

Irrelevance, Required sense is sight

Blue, You witness the profound round aura

Objects scrape the horizon, Earth bends light

Life prospers, Land is covered in flora

From naught, To fruition of the blue touch

Hidden underneath it, So much, Too much




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