✨ Flowers’ blue flame

ignite them with rain...

Flowers’ blue flame 

Flowers blue as cobalt,
blue flowers, bloomed in flame,
flicker in the garden, igniting
the breeze.

The blue flame holds a question,
taking me into its heart, then its root.
The blue butterfly has the answer.
What else can you question in blue?

Cobalt tile, cool under my bare feet,
answer the flames, ignite them with rain,
ignite, boil, sink the flames in cobalt.
What’s the question? I am an answer.

Where will you find me, myself
in blue dreams?
There are no real questions.
There are only answers to your dreams.

Tonight, I am a question, posed
by the blue flame.
Tonight, I am my own question,
answered by the blue flame.

—Michelle Ortega, Rhonda Owen, Tania Runyan, Megan Willome, Sandra Heska King, Callie Feyen, Laura Lynn Brown, Sonia Barkat, Sara Barkat, L.L. Barkat, and Will Willingham (a group poem woven together by Glynn Young, after a live poetry party with prompts from Sara Teasdale)

Used by permission of Tweetspeak Poetry. Photo by Karina Vorozheeva, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.