Something borrowed, something blue

May I borrow your something blue when I’m feeling old
Stay my withering with your Spring songs
Hold my back straight against your indifference
Keep your blinding brightness in cool places
So my words may cast unfamiliar shadows?

It seems like Spring finally came to New York in the middle of April with the days getting slightly warmer, the skies a little bluer, and the supersized landscape a little less overwhelming.

In response to The Daily Post (24 April)


Author: lipstick&miracles

A poet-writer-dreamer who wants to share her collection of bright and quiet miracles strung together through travel, reading, writing, doodling and the rest of it. Shapes and words that make her heart skip a beat... and maybe yours too?

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