Blue Hole

Basked in between
the cerulean sky
and the silent sea of bluebells,
my soul is silently sinking ‘neath
the hole of void and blue,
as my aqua eyes search
for you.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Unsplash


In response to dVerse‘s Poetics:Breathing Blue by De of WhimyGhizmo. Read her own blue-inspired poem here.


Just a reminder that there is always something beautiful to look at. Sometimes you need only look up.

For this week’s Poetics, I want you to do just that: look up, breathe in some blue, and breathe out a poem. Ponder the hue itself (indigo, turquoise, cerulean, cobalt, aquamarine, sapphire, azure, slate) for a bit, then write. Or listen to some blues, and write us some sadness. Or if you’ve got those late-summertime-can’t-seem-to-write blues, tell us about it – in poem form.

44 thoughts on “Blue Hole”

  1. This piece is beautiful, very touching and well written. I can picture hat you wrote, the hopefulness before the hopelessness, when the soul thinks. Beautiful. I hope one day you will write happy love poems too 🙂

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  2. Some see the sky as a blue hole of sorts. Then there are (blue) eyes, the windows of the soul, some say. Then “the silent sea of bluebells,” your metaphor and all it means. Your crafting here is creative and significant, sister.

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