Indigo

by Chelsey   Nov 21, 2012


Inspired by a downtown pic of Atlanta :)

http://www.superbwallpapers.com/world/atlanta-3802/

If only I could pick the petals of her mauve and violet
skyline and put them in a vase on my kitchen table,
I'd make my home as exquisite as her sight.

Georgia, at sunset, calls the broken hearted to
face her and without hesitation, they all sacrifice
their pessimistic thoughts for a moment of
transformation.

She is her own rainbow with anonymous colors
and lovers fall prey to her romantic behavior.
She seduces souls to slow dance by her river,
to kiss under the blanket her clouds knit, and
inspires engagements, if just for a night.

Georgia, at dusk, sets flames to hearts that
have missed such a spark. To be single is not
an option when her rays wish to intertwine with
every limb attached to you. There is no choice
but to title yourself as her exclusive mate.

She is the ultimate blissful evening for the
lonesome or the couples. Whichever you are,
she invites you to find peace in her indigo eyes
and comfort in her protective physique.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Decayed

    ^ Yes that's the one! Thank you:D

  • 11 years ago

    by Decayed

    That was a perfect write, Chelsey.
    *Sigh*
    So amazing, especially the beginning.
    I think I heard of Georgia in a song I cannot remember what's it called.... !! (Y)

    • 11 years ago

      by Chelsey

      Thank you so much guys!! :) I appreciate the typo point out! I hate typos...

      LP...popular song by Ray Charles- Georgia on my mind?? Lol

  • 11 years ago

    by Xanthe

    Chelsey :)

    I don't know why this is not nominated. It's magnificent. I love the title. I remember my dad teaching me about the rainbow, and I found it a very peculiar colour, name - I even wrote a poem with it then, lol.
    The picture is wonderful and inspiring. It is usually hard to justify those kinds of views with poems. Nature is something so awe-inspiring and most often than not, I find nature poems one-dimensional because they only tell; they only describe the colours, the image. This, however, is dynamic. The metaphors, word choice, and as it progressed, I could clearly see what you were writing about without having to see the picture.

    "If only I could pick the petals of her mauve
    and violet
    skyline and put them in a vase on my
    kitchen table
    to make my home as exquisite as her site."

    Exquisite, Chelsey. Beautiful metaphors, as always. Loved the 'v' sounds here. The sentence seemed awkward, though. Maybe it's just me. I would probably change 'to' to: I'd. Just a thought.
    And site - sight? Not sure.

    "She is her own rainbow with anonymous
    colors
    and lovers fall prey to her romantic
    behavior."

    So melodic. I absolutely adore this. The interchanging long/short 'o' sounds are lovely.

    Loved how you controlled the scene too with "Georgia, at sunset/Georgia, at dusk" It's so peaceful.
    Thank you for writing and sharing this. It brings good memories.

  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    <3 this poem. It is nice to see a nature poem from you. And also, how can someone not like a poem with a rainbow in it !

    Love it xx

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Ughhh, I have just got home and read this and saw that picture and just thought, everything here looks dull and grey and there is no life...it is blowing huge gales here, its wet and it's cold...and this poem just sent me away to that scene and I felt warm while reading...

    You have such a way with words Chels, this was amazeBALLS!!

    :) MWAH

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