Blue Blue is poison: Choking chlorine taste of stinging death; Burning background of a seething sun; Dark velvet backdrop to the bleached-bone moon. Melody is a traitor, Betraying souls with borrowed hope And falsely bringing order Where chaos sits in happy court. Loneliness is a blanket As gentle as the chilling snow, Sparkling beneath the wintry skies And freezing care in loving embrace. Fear is a taste Of sunlight where there should be none; A catch in breath or turn of heart To think that hope may come... or not. copyright 3 July 2000 by Earle B. 'Glas' Durboraw; Chattanooga.