Color Poem #2 Blue 10-5-21 — Summary

Samantha HarperContemplative

I am lost But not hopeless In a state of what i call blue-ish

It's the feeling of drowing in your own ocean But being calmer than you should he Not having the mental capacity at the moment to swim

Its the feeling of deep sadness But it's soft A dull, plane, hurt that caresses your heart with numb fingers All the while playing a soft lullaby A mother softly singing you to sleep with tears in her eyes

Its a calm color A sad color A peaceful color

It's a color i hope to feel instead of nothing It's comforting in a slightly unhealthy way

But it's also the color of my skies that make my day so happy and beautiful.

So please excuse my blue-ish mood if it makes you depressed To me, it's the color of a long deserved rest.

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Samantha Harper's poem describes a mood that sits somewhere between sadness and calm. The speaker calls it "blue-ish," a word that keeps the feeling vague and gentle rather than overwhelming. She says she is lost but not hopeless, and she compares the mood to drowning in your own ocean while staying strangely calm, too tired to swim.

What stands out is how soft the sadness is. It "caresses your heart with numb fingers," and the image of a mother singing a lullaby with tears in her eyes holds comfort and grief together. The speaker even admits she would rather feel this than nothing at all, though she knows that comfort is a little unhealthy.

Blue is not only sad, though. It is also the color of happy skies, and the last couplet asks the reader to excuse her mood, because for her it feels like "a long deserved rest." The tone is quiet, honest, and oddly peaceful.

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