I wrote the 700th poem in my recent poems collection today. Been writing quite a bit actually, so maybe the old blog still has some life left in it. This is a hot shot 50 word piece based on the word ‘indigo’.
Hinting at something…subsurface
The colour of a bruise
That has had time to fester
An idea past its time.
You put him in that mood indigo,
An irrecoverable flat spin
As the colour swims towards blackness
On the edge of the real
The edge of the unreal