I am not blue.... I am like a cloud:
Soft and fluffy in the light of the sun...

Morning bleeds into the sky
No vibrant hues, just a shade of gray...

At a place that some now call Heaven
There lived a once great king...

Risen suns
Fade to darkness...

Thoughts mercilessly attacking thoughts
immeasurably insistent, favoritism...

I'm smart
Intelligent...

All eloquence faltering
Composure slipping...

The last of the snow melting
the barn roof still dusted with it...

Even as I sit here
Spring's slowly made from Winter...

I give everything my all
I stand then I fall...

Evil grows in people
In the dark basement of the mind...

Flurries of snow, flickering 'cross the road.
Stars like angel eyes in the darkness above...