BLUE IN THE NOW

 

Following the Blue subtle charm

We feel neither peace nor alarm

Living in the moment

Blue Oyster Cult guitaring

Glorifying the dead

Once in a Blue moon

I agree in my head

Who is this mirror face

About to cross the Styx in

Charon’s boat race

Across time?

Dylan may be tangled but

I am mangled in Blue

Like Hesse’s Magic Theatre

Different doors in Steppenwolf

Slipped through the first one

I am born

Stomped through the next door

Eloping into adulthood

Sped in the auto train out of Philly

Through another door into Florida

Decades of tiny doors don’t count

Because now the final door is here

Now Now Now

Where am I going

Do I dare to care?

TS Eliot dared to eat a peach

I’m not sure if the moon is Blue

But as long as the music plays

Guitars and violins bluesing and brightening

Years Years Years

I can still hear songs through the years

I’m willing to go as long as the backdrop

Stays in the Now

Under the Blue Moon

Sitting out here in the wind

Storm about to blow

I think of my T-shirt that says

We are the granddaughters

Of the ones they could not burn

I have a T-shirt with books that says

I’m with the Banned (get it, like band)

And one that says Square Root of

5625 Years Old

And then there’s the one that says Poet

As if…?

No matter, I want you to know

That I’m like the Animals who sing

“I’m just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh, Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood”

And I think of the song “Blue Moon

You saw me standing alone

Without a dream in my heart

Without a love of my own”

That works out well for the singer

Because we were all so young

And we weren’t living in the Now

We were living in the future

And there was so much ahead

And now there isn’t

And now I’m just in a

Blue Blue Blue

Funk

But you know what?

Blue comes in many shades and

All those years there were such

Gorgeous nuances of Blue

There was Neon Blue, Indigo Blue

Turquoise Blue, Royal Blue

Blue Blue Blue

And I sang the Blues

Still singing them

But seeing the good times too

And Now I face a color

Hard to understand

Maybe the deepest, darkest Blue

I will ever see

But that’s okay with me

Because I always had the Moon

Because I always had the Music

Because I always had some

Magnificent people in my life

And I can say, “I tried”

I tried really hard

Quite a feat when autistic

And sometimes don’t know

What the hell’s going on

But I tried…

 

© 2024 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Blue Moon & Maiden