Blue Skies Tinged with Gray


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Lake Tahoe

Blue Skies Tinged with Gray
a Sestina
Iambic Tetrameter
Revised 8/19

This morning I painted my world in blue,
new days in a dream beneath clear azure skies.
I floated in mem’ries of life borne on waves—
the summer we spent making love by the lake,
when our love sang so sweetly of hours in the sun
and clear water soothed pain that I saw in your eyes.

More often was hope gleaming in those deep eyes,
clear mirrors of mys’try—not silver, not blue,
reflecting the brilliance of summer’s lush sun
this faith that I found in those cloudless, pure skies.
We washed away fear in our bay at the lake,
floating hand within hand on her cool, gentle waves.

Sometimes we are crushed by the force of life’s waves
and excitement can wane, dull the spark in your eyes.
Then return to those days of our love by the lake
to renew what we knew when we dreamt dreams of blue,
streaked with hues of Payne’s Gray as we looked to the skies,
adding depth to those moments of light in the sun.

Summer’s end soon drew near and our time in the sun
gave way to the wind, to the chill in the waves.
Autumn clouds came too soon, hiding blue of the skies,
cast long shadows on joy, dimmed the glow in your eyes.
Succumbing to dark, nature cast off her blue.
Thus we tasted the close of our days at the lake.

Arid sands took you far from our love by the lake.
In Iraq you would know desert dry, scorching sun.
Did that world of brown erase recall of blue?
Did you dream of the days we had shared in the waves?
Or did you forget, horror blinding your eyes
to all of the plans that we held ‘neath blue skies?

For my part, I still hope for the day when the skies
shall return you to me, to our love by the lake.
When you rush to my arms will the tears in your eyes
still be there as they were on that day in the sun
when you told me they called to you over the waves
and you walked from my life for the red, white and blue?

I still look to the skies, shield my eyes from the sun,
wait for days at the lake, for the calming of waves,
lose myself in your eyes, wrapped in dreams painted blue.

For dVerse Poetry Form Challenge–this month the form is the SESTINA. This is my second entry for which I did some revisions on a poem I had written a while back when De Jackson gave us a “blue” prompt. The sestina is a complex form but give it a whirl and link to dVerse where this will be open for one month.

 

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16 thoughts on “Blue Skies Tinged with Gray

  1. calmkate says:

    You’ve certainly mastered the form and this story is well told as it unfolds for too many!

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  2. kim881 says:

    Yours is an accomplished sestina, Victoria, and in iambic tetrameter! The blue tone is sublime and is perfect for a love story. I really felt the sadness in the lines:
    ‘Autumn clouds came too soon, hiding blue of the skies,
    cast long shadows on joy, dimmed the glow in your eyes.
    Succumbing to dark, nature cast off her blue.
    Thus we tasted the close of our days at the lake’
    and in the envoi.

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  3. This is such skillful writing, and I do admire your storytelling, to add the story within the form makes it a great read.

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  4. Beautiful poem and touching love story.

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  5. lynn__ says:

    Beautiful love story, Victoria…you make the sestina flow effortlessly!

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  6. memadtwo says:

    This form seems to inspire color. There’s a whole novel in your verse. (K)

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  7. Just Barry says:

    Beautiful and nostalgic. I love your use of colors here.

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  8. robtkistner says:

    This is beautiful Victoria. Captivating, colorful (you had me at azure), hopeful, a bit bittersweet at moment. You understand this form well, and execute it most effectively.

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  9. Glenn A. Buttkus says:

    How brave and inspired you are/were to plunge back into the form so successfully. It both illustrates and thrills. It feels fictional, but personal. You are such a romantic. Nice shift from whimsey to darker, sandier reality.

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  10. Grace says:

    I love the color blue and how it poignantly you lost it to someone who: loves the red, white and blue?

    The sweetness of the love is gorgeously penned here:

    Then return to those days of our love by the lake
    to renew what we knew when we dreamt dreams of blue,
    streaked with hues of Payne’s Gray as we looked to the skies,
    adding depth to those moments of light in the sun.

    Another fine example of the sestina Victoria.

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  11. This is gorgeous and heartfelt, Victoria.

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  12. I feel the hope and love in your words, even if it may now be at a distance.

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