Let's take a walk down past the blue river
And down past the hill with the overgrown blue grass.
The siberian wind blowing on the blue trees
And the creamy blue clouds reflecting the glowing blue sun.
You'll soon see Azure street, with its luminescent blue street lamps.
The blue light bulbs shine with a brilliant glow
As the blue sun goes down and the blue moon starts to show.
Walk down a little further along the blue sidewalk
And upon closer inspection, you'll see the blue houses.
All lined up, one after the other
Yet neither one was a different shade.
Their smoky blue chiminies blowing out their somber colored ash
Coruscating blue flames burning with delight
In every blue house that was there that night.
Anyone who lives there is content and appeased.
With their lovely blue days and their lovely blue nights.
They are all simply peaceful with their lovely blue life.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Houses
PoetryI really love writing poems because you can do whatever you want. Not only that but, I find them really fun to read as well. Hopefully you also like poems as well and if not, I hope that I can change your mind. so.....have fun!
