Baby Blue

water swells

and wells up,

barely contained

by the blue-black

on your banks.

shall i dwell

on the centre of the pool,

the aqua-blue circle

and its pitch-black dot?

or shall i draw closer

to the well?

well, is it?

or better still, swell? yes?

will it help

if i dwell too

on the source of that fragile fountain,

on water and blue and aquamarine you?

will that hold the banks dry

and ready to crinkle

in happy wide stretches?

Baby Blue- courtesy:

P.S: Linked to Trifecta Writing Challenge (


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10 Responses to Baby Blue

  1. deanabo says:

    Awe! I love the way you describe this baby crying.

  2. Draug419 says:

    What a great portrayal of an eye (:

  3. steph says:

    My gosh, this is so sweet. I love it. ๐Ÿ™‚

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