Covered in Blues

Kerry, over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, asked for poems or tales, in 55 words or fewer, on the subject of our choosing. As an option, we can “reflect… on the legacy of war and history as it impacts us.” I rarely write about war… I don’t like what the idea of people fighting over resources, borders, or for belief systems (that aren’t so different from each other when one truly looks at them) do to my emotions. But last night, I dreamed about war… so here is my bit:

“Covered in Blues”

Fireworks bloodied the sky,
screams sizzled on grills
that seared celebratory meat.

Two boys and a girl
weaved blue ribbons
into the white of my hair,

I thought,
You need more red…
to quiet phantom cries,
hurts, whys, and shame
camouflaged as glory.

My lips said, “Thank you”
instead, leaving my shame
covered in blues.

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– linked to Summer Snarks and to Poets United (Poetry Pantry, 309)

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