Cerulean: A Color Poem

Writing Poetry With Children Inspired Me to Write a Book of Color Poems. Here Is One.

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Cerulean

Cerulean sounds otherworldly,

Can it be?

Cerulean, the tinge of dark bluish-purple

In the vastness of outer space.

Rich, yet cold, Cerulean says, “I am deep.”

Deep, like a never explored ocean trench.

Deep, like the bottom of an ancient water well.

Deep, like the color of your loved one’s eyes filled with tears.

Cerulean.

Can you hear it?

Cerulean is the rhythm of ocean waves

Lapping on the side of your kayak

When you cannot see land any longer.

Cerulean is the sound of nature’s hunger.

Cerulean.

Can you see it?

Cerulean is the not-so-complete darkness,

Covering the sky when the moon is full.

Cerulean is the entrance to a cave,

Damp with dew in the dusk.

Cerulean.