Blue is vastness
The sea drooling
Waves crashing against rocks
My mirrored image staring at me
From moonlit ocean tides
Blue is hope, rejuvenation
Owls screeching, snow melting
Trees sprouting in the plain
Sparrows painting twilight
Stars flourishing; the moon chanting
Someone falling into the sky
Blue is peace
Deer skipping through pools of diamonds
Psalms of birds gathering for the night
The language of rain-spattered flowers
And waterfalls flowing through my heart
Blue is heaven reflected on earth
The depth of the sky swallowed
Blue wildflowers blooming in somebody’s eyes
Wind howling beyond the mountains
Iridescent as the crystal air I breathe
Originally published in KidSpirit Online for The Word issue.
Victoria Krylova wrote this poem when she was 13 years old. She lives in Tennessee and enjoys swimming, gymnastics, and reading.
Artwork by Caroline Hochman created this piece when she was in 6th grade. She lives in Brooklyn, New York.