Blue of fire

For the dverse prompt.

Blue of fire

Blue is the last to go,
when the waltzing pinks and whites and golds
are cold and grey with shadows,
and mist rising, dew dropping,
drained of day-life,
still as the ocean bottom.

I watch for pike where magpies waddled.

Above a wash of water-blue,
blue light,
the set sun, lingering by proxy,
pricked and pierced
by the jagged light of stars,
reefs in the deeps
where satellites float in their lonely glitter,
pretending to be meteorites or asteroids,

expensive toys lost in space,
where blue is fire.

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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.

58 thoughts on “Blue of fire”

  1. You took me on a blue ride, from earth to the stars, and all the blues in between, Jane. I love these lines in particular:
    ‘…mist rising, dew dropping,
    drained of day-life,
    still as the ocean bottom’
    and the image of the magpies (my favourite birds) waddling.

    1. Thanks Kim. I have a love/hate relationship with magpies. Yes, they’re elegant and intelligent, but they also go after the blackbird’s chicks, and I love blackbirds altogether.

  2. I love this post, Jane. I always wonder now when I look into the night sky, is that a star or is that a satellite? In my mind, rather sad the sky is cluttered with these “toys”… I love your description of them:
    where satellites float in their lonely glitter,
    pretending to be meteorites or asteroids,”

    1. So many of the ‘stars’ are moving when you look at them, they can’t all be aircraft. We see hardly any planes in the day, so why should there be dozens about at night?

  3. Blue IS the last to go, and the most soothing. I like the mention of satellites at the end!

  4. what a great line:
    “satellites float in their lonely glitter,”
    the cosmos beyond the atmosphere does have an acutely lonely feel to it

  5. Blue is deeper and richer than black. I think, also, it’s the color of the cosmos. All the blues on earth are merely a reflection. (K)

  6. Enjoyed the universal blue power of earth and sky. I thought of those pieces of the rocket landing in the ocean. A very dangerous toy to the earth.

  7. You’ve covered it all, beautiful. I enjoyed the descriptions in these lines :-
    Above a wash of water-blue,
    blue light,
    the set sun, lingering by proxy,

    I could imagine the scenes through your poem. 🙂

  8. I enjoyed this tour of the cosmos, and the comparison with our delusions of grandeur and our ‘expensive toys lost in space.’

  9. Jane I love your imagery, as always. The image of blue fire – that’s fantastic, and it’s not even what I was expecting – I thought you were going to write about the blue of the candle flame…


    David

      1. As they are planning to duplicate the sadiest weaponery into space, it for sure would be better staying away. But who will decide? The one with the money. 😉 xx

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