Blue Moon
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1 min readMar 26, 2020
even in dreams,
the blues chase me;
the moon, entranced,
whispers,
Blue is as blue does,
control’s an illusion;
sibilant breeze choruses;
i wait for the sun
to rescue me
A response to Aaska Aejaz’s prompt — Dreams
© Indira Reddy 2020