Blue, or, Not blue


We were all pretty sure the sky was blue
Though no one would put it in writing
And take the risk of one day being proved wrong.

Was it so wrong not to tempt fate? So wrong
To wriggle off the hook, and not risk feeling blue
At later, maybe, having to waste time righting

A wrong easily avoidable by just not writing
Anything? It was all right, then, not to write, right? Wrong:
We had a chance to take a stand — a chance we blew:

To say, Blue; or, Not blue; be right, or wrong; and nothing riding on it.



Beyond this explanation (“The tritina is a shorter cousin to the sestina, involving three, three-line stanzas, and a final concluding line. Three “end words” are used to conclude the lines of each stanza, in a set pattern of ABC, CAB, BCA, and all three end words appear together in the final line”) and this source (the Day 7 prompt from drove me to it), I have nothing to say about this poem.

Image: Nomade, by Phil Roeder, published under a Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic (CC BY 2.0) license. I had not known before of this Jaume Plensa sculpture, which is in the Pappajohn Sculpture Park in Des Moines, Iowa. It makes me happy.

6 thoughts on “Blue, or, Not blue

  1. This is wonderful! Your final line sums it up well. I just read the prompt after trying a different form yesterday, a triversen. I’m hoping to read a few more tritinas, then give one a shot for my day 7.


  2. Pingback: NaPoWriMo – Day 7 – “The Endless Beauty Of An Authentic Voice” by David Ellis | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

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