Monday, 11 April 2016
me, I'm a blue person (poem)
shades of ocean-blue - at St Kilda, taken from John Wilson Drive
me, I'm a blue person
Hoping for eventual clouds
of hazy purple,
I planted two lavender today.
Small and tough enough to hunker down.
And tonight I left the bedroom windows open
so that I'll be able to smell the rain,
the soaked earth, and imagine
the two lavender plants, drinking.
I also bought a pansy and a polyantha
to provide colour.
Some people say that they're green people,
or red, or like my granddaughter,
a yellow-orange person (amber, I tell her,
but she keeps forgetting).
Me, I'm a blue person. Blue that is almost purple
or blue that is almost green
(I can't decide which). Then there's sky-blue.
Clear, unattainable blue-blue.
The blue of agapanthus.
The blue of Delftware.
Blue, blue, blue, blue.
Peacock-tail blue. I bought
two lavender plants today
and a pansy and a polyantha.
Flowers that will weather the winter
triumphant in the frost, victorious
in snow. "I'm not a yellow person,"
I heard someone say once and I thought,
what a pity. A world without yellow.
Kay McKenzie Cooke
Another full day. It's family focussed time at the moment with our son down from Wellington. Good times. Making good memories.
And writing a poem or two in the interstices.