It’s a funny kind of blue or green
That seems to match my oddly changing eyes.
Turquoise is a stone I recognize
More than that hidden self that stays unseen.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting with the theme of birthstones. Mine is turquoise.
Photo: “Birds and Table at the Park” by the author taken at Navy Pier in Chicago. The people left and the birds arrived for the crumbs.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 