Dreaming blue

Sitting beneath the slivered moon

Bathed in darkness

Dreaming blue,

Thoughts moist with the humidity

Of watercolor stroked clouds

And rippling turquoise seas.

Close my eyes as the cold permeates

Shivers of winter leave me grey

But dreaming blue lifts

The soul to heights of flight

As birds hang on air

Soaring beyond view.

I miss the days of periwinkle mornings

When the sun stretched out its rays

Like muscles loosening to move

Above my head arms raised to the skies

Heralding a new day through this darkness

And thoughts that bask

In hemispheres of warmth

Escaping this icy breath that blows

From Northern shores.