I'm currently reading a book about writing, and its filled with exercises.  This is the result of one of them.

                                         March 20


Images of the sky
                                         reflected in melting icicles
        (unseen by unseeing eyes)
moving by rote
                     rocking a newborn boy

Black hat
                Black veil
                                Black dress
     twisting in a frigid wind

A sea of mourning
    seated on blue cushions
One blue suit amidst the black
                                          (a young man openly weeping)

Silent tears tracing silent paths
               cascading down a numb face
                           pale blue eyes focused on a memory of

Nurses running
                screaming "Code Blue"
                                                                Blue lips, cyanotic
Fixed, unseeing eyes, staring at the ceiling

Looking down,
                seeing Grandpa's eyes
                                 watching from a newborn's face.




Let me know what you think of it.  If you have questions about it, the symbolism, the scenery, let me know.