Blue Thoughts:

Head tilts to the side

my son listens to the wind

amazed at the sound

of something he cannot see

just beyond the windowpane.

Morning called for rain

black clouds galloped across sky

to far off places

the afternoon sky backlit

by such lovely shades of blue.

Sitting cross-legged

in my room of many soft blues

keep closing my eyes

with every beat of my heart

my PhD killing me.