
“Cut my veins, the blood is blue”… famously said someone who’d not tasted the hue Into the blues, he dived with gallons of alcohol…. When Fame deserted, Arrogance took its toll Deep blue sky where he shone once Stardom - a shadow of the hole https://dversepoets.com/2020/07/13/quadrille-107-blue-monday/

The dark price of fame. Well written quadrille.
LikeLike
Thank you, Arcadia Maria!
LikeLike
True Stardom
Flame
Within
Only
Dancing
Singing
Breathing Freer
Blue Wings Soar
Just Seeing Flying
On Terrestrial Land
Blooming
Burning
Brighter
Beams
oF LiGHT BeinG
FLoWeR RiSinG
Ashes Fall AWay
THoRNS SHaDoW RoSE
Desert Breaks to Colors More..:)
LikeLiked by 1 person
brilliant!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks..:) Always a Pleasure to be inspired by Your Poetry on the dVerse Trail😁
LikeLiked by 1 person
So true, Reena, fame is a fleeting thing. I love the final lines.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Kim!
LikeLiked by 1 person
👌👌👌
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, asthaisha!
LikeLiked by 1 person