The Openly Blue Man and The Post Nobody Came To See

in art •  6 years ago 

I cannot talk about what I see while surrounded by choreographed perfection.
It's a day, a moment, a vision, from a long time ago, that won't go away.
Enjoy the distraction provided.

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The Openly Blue Man

Why should I write

about the problems I fight?

Here in plain sight.
It just wouldn't feel right.
For this world views imperfections as disgusting blight.
And I think about how I cannot feel fright.
Yet I see them all scared and think they just might.
Run away from this place for the last time tonight.

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"Smile and nod. Smile, and nod."

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Get back in the closet, blue Man! Pretend to be happy again!\n\nNo. You just go on being you, openly.

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Wow😍😍😍, what a perfect combination of the words that you rhymed. Maybe the best poem that I have ever read on steemit:), are you a professional poet?

I think the poets here would want to kill me if I called myself a poet. I'm just a dude who does cool things, sometimes.

Lol, but seriously when I read the poem then for a second I thought that it had been written by someone professional.

Dude your rhyming skills are too awseome. As nowadays I see people writing some kind of story and titling it as a poem😂 (no rhymes).

Had I known, I would have kept going with the flowing words, could have kept painting, showing two glowing birds and entertaining the idea of sustainable... verbs. Just having some fun.

Yup, doing good work with fun is the only thing that will make you happy 😊😊

  ·  6 years ago (edited)

He should get some blue friends and form an act. lol

(That was a joke, I know about the blue men.)

Two types of art working together, words and expression; great!

Thank you for stopping in again. I didn't think anyone would be around, so it means more than usual.

Yet I see them all scared and think they just might.
Run away from this place for the last time tonight.

Now why would I do that? It's so rare that I find someone almost as crazy as I am.

I thought it was becoming fashionable.

It is, but none of this faux crazy can match the real deal, these fakers just can't pull it off right.

I'm still here and I'm mad at anyone. Maybe I am numb.

PS I like the blue man.

I'm not sure if I'm here. Probably sleeping.

Why should I now run away
here I am and here to stay
Imperfections though they may
Greet my night and my day
I read and write and though evening grey
may come and whisper on my way

credits: Enjoy with Troy the blogger.

Troy. Always with something to say.

Very anapesty, but not totally.