by Madam Z

I often feel blue, but not always the same shade of blue. Sometimes it’s sky blue, and then I’m light and happy. Sometimes it’s turquoise, and I’m hot and sexy. When it’s royal blue, I’m calm and reflective, in control. Occasionally, but not very often anymore, it’s navy blue, and I think of Alvin, the sailor who was my first love, a long, long time ago. But tonight, it’s black-blue, and all I can think of is death.


Madam Z, author of Here's the Plan, loves six and isn't afraid to admit it. Do yourself a favor and check out her blog.


Rebecca Jane said...

Here's a little ditty that might help you feel the Royal blue that you deserve, Madam:
Sing along!
"She walks real cool, catches everybody's eye
She's got such good lovin' that they can't say goodbye
Not too skinny, she's not too fat
She's a real humdinger and I like it like that
She's the devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on"

oscar said...

Excellent six, Madam. Excellent comment, Rebecca.

Today is an excellent day.

Quin said...

nicely done

Anonymous said...

I really liked your latest story, Blues. It was excellently written and conveyed feelings that everyone has but it conveyed these emotions with such clarity, it was stunning, especially the vibrant tapestry of blue and its many shades and moods. I also liked the addition of the sailor, what a wonderful introduction and invitation to a memory. Wow, an instant masterpiece, like something Chekov or Gogol would write. Maybe Gogol more so with its stark realism. :)