The Blue Hour
from the start
you swallowed up whole rooms
of laughter
and running your fingers
through the blue light of morning
you opened and closed
doors
doors
it was you in the boat
looking for her
that day
out where the waves slip
silver
into heaven
you never found her
eventually
you came back
to the vacant rooms
and roamed the corridors
they came one day
and with loving eyes
looked fondly at the plastered
curves in the ceiling
and stayed
they tinted the walls with blue
and green colored glass
outside
the sea melted
into sky
sounds
echo in the wall
but the hall is empty
they tinted the walls with blue
and green colored glass
outside
the sea melted
into sky
sounds
echo in the wall
but the hall is empty
(c) 2018 Jan Darrow
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