I sleep in sheets the color of the Caribbean Sea at sunrise
Remember a midnight green sky full of stars falling
As I travel fast, West on I-40 towards Arizona
Since I can’t sleep in New Mexico
At least not well.
Pale autumn colors cover me as
My olive skin glows
In shades of ivory, peach, apricot, blush
That lights my face from within…
Though when I dream, I dream in blue.
Agave blue aloe vera arms heading towards the sky
Waiting for the monsoon’s moment
Waiting for God
Wedgwood plates with touches of cream
Robin’s egg blue stripes over dark shades of teal.
Turquoise mined in Kingman
Shared with a universe of admirers
Absorbed through the pores of my skin
Held dear in my heart and soul
Worn around my neck, on my wrists, dangling from my ears.
I love in ivory, in peach, in blush, in apricot
Though when I dream, I dream in blue.
All rights reserved. ©2010 by Sara Fryd
*Two months ago I am perusing Facebook and some of the fabulous photographers that post and viola I see this photograph that will not leave my heart. This poem is for Sandra Elizabeth Larson and her Blue Agave.

