Denim

blue

He’d never noticed before

but since he was locked in

he looked up from his crimped

back yard

 

and saw it, the patch of blue

as a curtain of fleecy clouds parted:

cornflower blue, aqua blue

and later towards evening

a majestic midnight blue

 

& he looked up over the days

and week that followed,

noticing the interchanges:

teal blue, robin’s egg blue

& his favourite, denim blue

 

the colour of the stone-washed

jeans he wore as a young man

when he strode the byways

of the world, a king, & the sky

stayed denim all week

 

 

9 thoughts on “Denim

  1. I love how this pulled me in. The thought of something previously taken to be inconsequential opening up a whole new realm of thoughts and remembrances when finally really noticed. Very well done! Thanks!

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