I should have seen it coming
this sense of feeling blue
Delving into trials of the past
to write a memoir that’s true
I’m doubtful that this venture
is worth the time and pain
Will I survive this process
where no secrets will remain
Or will there be some truths
odd feelings buried deep
that I’ll find I cannot share
but to myself I’ll keep
It’s easy to write stories
of cerulean skies above
What I want to convey at last
is God’s gracious love
The writing is not easy
for it has been said
Where no tears in the writer
the prose is surely dead
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The Poetics prompt at dVerse Poets Pub today is to write about something blue. I didn’t really have time today, but this poem kept nagging at me, so here it is. I hope to get back to dVerse later to do some reading. Do pop over and see what other poems of the great blue you will find.