Dear Blue

A creative chronicle series marrying visual and literary works as parts of a whole. A perception project for the soul.

[luthienne]

Camille Norton, Corruption: Poems

[tracesofblue]

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02/15/2021

Dear Blue,

In this golden hour of painted skies and silhouettes,

I’m glad to have found you again

[tracesofblue]

::

Who are you when you let go

Of what you really fear

Open up your heart, dear

Everything’s going to be all right

What do you say

Won’t you come my way

Pretty please

[recaption]

[tracesofblue]

pretty thoughts

[compulsive]

[millenialcrisis]

[dg-fragments]

Late night conversations allow me to drift,

even if only momentarily, I can perhaps shift,

my focus to what colors she bring to me,

abeit when I am mostly colour blind to see.

- DG (NaPoWriMo'20 | Day 1)

[julykings]

   bend me, light. i have a few words to share on stillness’ rush to movement, and ruffling. what happens to me when you run is dance, prescribed. my whole life spent     casting, falling, laying on top of things as reverential as a veil. i pour right through in drops of dusk.     oh - and stop to think, in my quiet behaviors: what would i be without sunlight?

[sift]

[uneventfulness]

[tracesofblue]

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03/28/2020

I used to dream about love

Until I saw the sun catch your eyes

On a road trip going nowhere

Within a span of a breath

Reality eclipsed dreams

[myfairylily]

liolaliola 

[uneventfulness]

[fruitblush]

i have surely seen it

instagram / twitter / kofi

[soracities]

In your honest opinion, what does it mean to be human?

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