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The Blues, explained

Indigo is ice, 
tingling to touch. 
               Musty as frost, 
               shaped and sculpted. 
Center of attraction 
in a quiet cave. 

Azure is a silky drink, 
sleek and savored. 
               Sweet, but not cloying, 
               elegant as crystal. 
It laps the tongue 
in a single tremulous note. 

Sapphire is galactic, 
emitting noble light. 
               Too distant to taste. 
               A wondrous mystery. 
Its frenetic hum 
an unsettling soundtrack. 

Periwinkle is a clown, 
an eccentric artist. 
               It tap-dances a tune, 
               begs for an audience. 
Comical steps echoing 
in a sly smile – 

An unspoken blessing 
for itself and its cousins, 
The Blues.

--Karen Y., Adult