who do i look like to you?

good question. what does anything look like to anyone? i was recently in an agree-to-disagree conversation with a friend about perception. the following is very rough but it came out so i thought i'd post it since poems are so few and far between for me these days, considering the raccoons et al.

blue
vast rippling waters
or the brilliance of sky
star-speckled azure
or a pastel sheath blooming with bouquets of cotton
the balm of basics
or the ecstatic energy of electric
it is all perception
this blue
like alabama backwater bass
and guttural hum
this blue
like dreams in bedroom eyes
this blue
like salt streaks and tissue lint on cheeks
cuz love done left again
this blue
like dizzying blue whales
blue suede shoes
it is all perception
this blue
what we see
what we get
what we think we have
this beautiful
beautiful blue

we are all in process. the people watching will call our blues the shade of their own perception. gives new thought to the phrase "call it like you see it" right? where is your head when you are looking? do you wear glasses and are you wearing them when you are looking? what color are the lenses? are they shades? rose colored? are your eyes even open? are you color-blind? whatever the answers, my point is that it's all evidence that we are alive and beautiful and thinking, feeling, growing, learning, healing, wonderful beings.

life is succulent in every shade.
shia