Almost blue

Second collaborative poem with the Oracle.


The air is almost blue, colour of night,

ice, ghosts and glassy waves.


Look for the red in wild flowers, turning leaves,

the flash of bird-presence among dark trees.


Listen to the blood beating to the music of life and

know that all is one, the eternal whole, the circle joined.


There can be no life without death, no joy without grief,

and at the end there is always you.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

38 thoughts on “Almost blue”

      1. Thanks for the update Jane. Just did a bus tour of the city today and taking a night river tour tonight. Then will decide what will do from tomorrow. Hotel is very small. Eiffel Tower less than a kilometer from the hotel.

      2. 😊😊😊Can see Eiffel Tower straight down the road as we come out of the hotel. Used the metro a few time. I liked the area around Moulin Rouge. Very lively. Checked out Gare du Nort for our trip to Versailles in a couple of days.

      3. I always say that there’s not much to see at Versailles apart from the gardens which really are worth the visit. But it’s big and impressive even if the revolutionaries destroyed most of the soft furnishings 🙂

  1. I’ve read a lot of your work. This ranks right up at the top. ‘the colour of ghosts,’ ‘the music of life,’ ‘always you.’
    So well done

    1. Thank you! I write two kinds of poetry, formal which needs tinkering with to get lines to scan and/or rhyme, and poetry that is written with my eyes out of focus is you see what I mean. I don’t try for clever or deep, don’t really try at all, just let the right words speak for themselves. I really am pleased you can see the picture.

  2. Beautiful, Jane. You and the Oracle collaborate well.
    I like how at the end the “always you” sort of rhymes with the almost blue of the beginning–making a circle.
    I’ve noticed that the Oracle likes words like almost (at least for us). 🙂

  3. “the flash of bird-presence among dark trees” – among many, but my fav I think, along with “and at the end there is always you” — and don’t even know why, or much care it’s so right, made my eyes soften and smile, and so early this morning ☺️

    1. Thank you, Felipe. That was the desired effect. Sometimes it’s just the sound of words that make up fill up, like musical chords.
      I know you left a comment a week or so ago but I couldn’t find it when I got around to replying to comments. I don’t know where it got to. Sorry about that!

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