Susan lives and breathes Nature, in her writing, her art, all of her sanctuary is the outside world.
Swans on River
Nature Reflects Blue
I rest on a blue chair.
Peeling paint reveals, multicolored layers of past owners.
I am blue, color of happiness.
Surrounded with blue table, blue drink, and blue sky.
Engulfed in blue carpets ,wrap up my world.
I am blue, sad and happy.
Blue flowers, blue pools of water, turning gray.
What is gray, white mixed with black?
Blue River stretching over the horizon.
Blue eyes see, polished toes of blue.
Blue streaks of hair flutter across my cheeks.
Blue Pt. Cruiser ,slices the wind on the gray.
Prickly beauties of colors of the rainbow fan the air.
Fermenting the air with tiny breaths of tormenting memories,
Those discarded bouquets from distant lovers.
White fluffy clouds cluttering up the sky.
Colored canoes, slice the rivers face.
Small waves carrying ducks, coasting on their edge.
White female swan is full of grace.
Is center stage, honking to her critics.
She bites a curious Mallard Duck-full of blue and green.
Behind them are rows of huge human creations of colored concrete.
They block out the view. Are these colors happy?
They are gray and black with colors of graffiti.
They house Swan killers and swan egg crushers.
Their constant trespassing becomes green grass murderers.
Knives reflect the afternoon sun, digging their tattoos on the flesh of living trees.
Forgotten trash of many colors, in the water with grass waving in the wind.
I need blue, to harbor you.
Blue is peace.
Susan Britton (author) from Ontario, Canada on March 10, 2019:
Thank you @Chitrangada Sharan :) for your comment. I do find peace in Blue. My apartment has a lot of Blue in it and it overlooks a river full of birds. I am in a happy place. It is so sad about the pollution. The point of my poem is to get people to enjoy Nature and not to destroy it. I missed writing. Life does get in the way and I am happy to see Hubpages wants to see our creative side as well.
Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on March 09, 2019:
Nicely expressed poem!
Blue is the colour of peace and calmness. Who doesn’t love the blue skies and the blue water bodies! But due to the pollution of various types, sadly the blue colour is no longer there, at many places. Also, this time there is an extended winter season.
So good to see you writing again for HubPages, dear friend.
Thanks for sharing.
Susan Britton (author) from Ontario, Canada on March 09, 2019:
Thank you @Eric Dierker I would love to see any blue. Where I am we have had an old fashioned winter with lots of grey and whiteouts. Nice to see you are still here :)
Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on March 09, 2019:
Cool, I will have to revisit blue. I think I will like sky blue one day and dark blue another day.