Racing through the unknown,
I forgot to stop and look
At the view.
The shifting hue,
Sparks that flew, fresh and new,
Decorating my landscape.
A gentle breeze where
Flowers grew;
Electric blue, stirring up
My garden of lost wishes.
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Cyan has been my favorite color to use lately in my art. I titled this piece Electric Blue, hoping it would inspire a poem. This first attempt sounds a little forced to me, based on a list of words that rhyme with “blue;” but it is growing on me.
October 6, 2009 at 10:43 am
Love the colour! I once had a bass guitar in Cyan and bought stagewear in black and cyan to complement it!
Its a vibrant art piece, shelley, and it reminded me of the Bowie lyric from “Sound and Vision”…
“Blue, blue, Electric blue, is the colour of my room, where I will live…blue, blue…”
October 6, 2009 at 7:57 pm
Oh! I love that song! Thank you Kev. I hadn’t even made that connection. Now I’ll be humming Bowie all night
Do you still have the cyan bass?
October 9, 2009 at 7:01 am
I have a Teal green one now, but sadly the blue one has moved on to pastures new, as it was in the days when I couldn’t afford to collect them! Somewhere I have a pic of me playing it, I’ll dig it out.
October 11, 2009 at 11:17 am
Once again Shelley- Very Nice
October 11, 2009 at 1:38 pm
Thank you Cindy!
October 13, 2009 at 11:13 am
Gorgeous and super cool. Both the verse and the imagery.
October 13, 2009 at 5:52 pm
Thank you Sitting Pugs!
October 13, 2009 at 5:31 pm
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