NaPoWriMo Day #21

Today's prompt: "Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that repeats or focuses on a single color."

This is probably one of my favorite poems I've ever written.

Blue World

I wish to live

in the slipping hazy minutes just before the dawn:

when horizon’s lid has barely lifted over sun’s blazing yellow eye,

and the world is a rolling wonder of blue shadow:

then, hills and trees are cloaked

in cobalt velvet,

and the streets are misty blue with lingering dreams

and anything can be imagined

in those slipping seconds before the unforgiving light.