Wednesday 24 October 2018

Blue colour poem

Blue
Blue is divers searching for treasure under the swift sea.
Blue is an elegant swan gliding calmly across a freezing lake
Blue is baby blue candy floss dissolving into nothing in my mouth within seconds
Blue tastes like sour blueberries packed in a  basket ready for a picnic in the warm sunshine.
Blue smells like a single bluebell growing from the ground below ready to start life.
Blue sounds like soothing rain pattering on my window sill while i’m fast asleep.
Blue feels like a blue gel pen scribbling on a piece of paper everything and anything.
Blue makes me feel like a ball of blue confetti ready to burst out.

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