Within and on the outskirts of a ninth grade creative writing class...
The Proof of Blue and The Melody Line
A blue sweater is lovely. A blue sweater tells stories about blue yarn. I hope someone who loves me will build a blue sweater for me. But things that are blue are faraway like candy. Something sweet is unattainable to children and so is blue to me. I love it. As blue is to me. She said blue is blue and candy likes children like dogs don’t like soap but what is blue soap to statues and what is the point of blue well it’s a color it’s a feeling disproved by scientists that color can be emotion that blue is sadness it’ s just pure reaction ‘cause blue is deep because ocean is deep it reflects the sky and ocean is water so water is blue so they say so tears are water so tears are blue so sadness is blue so they say. So they say I am Blue a blue child cause I’ve got a blue birthmark on the bridge of my nose on the side by my eye and my eyes are kind of blue but sometimes grey but sometimes green they reflect like the ocean so they say I am blue cause the ocean is blue and fairies are blue so I am a fairy and they write proofs for mathematical equations and so this is the proof of blue someone stole indigo and someone stole pthalo the blue thieves keep eating my blue hey blue hey what’s the story what’s the story I keep looking looking for blue in the world sky in the blue a little patch a melody line so music is blue so they say strange draw to the blue wish I could be sky too forget-me-nots blue roses pleurosis blue blood cells paint and cameras aged construction paper blue-jays Parakeet Tuesday
Sometimes it gets lonely nights are cold and days are rainy and I never mind the rain except when it makes it hard to laugh to one who cannot laugh well that person is blue you know do you now do you know so many things said so many things done unregrettable things regrettable things people regret too often why live if you aren’t well you’re not if you’re blue and regretting you once had a friend and now there’s warm faces and pats on the back and acceptance I had too lunches today thank you though for telling me. My grammar is strange I don’t talk right but I do I have no disease things change like energy what happened to rhapsodic blue well anyways I sang and I think the song was blue cause then people were purple and first red when the came through the door other people wish I wish had been there but wonderful is the word I’m supposed to use cause people even blue people are wonderful always remember that.