So many ways to look at the word blue. Honestly, until you stop to think about it, you never really appreciate its context. You could do this for any color to find out what each color represents, or how used.

There are bluebell plants that are a sight to behold, and did you know the bluebell is protected under the Wildlife and Countryside Act (1981). The species was also listed on Schedule 8 of the Act in 1998, which makes trading in wild bluebell bulbs and seeds an offence. This legislation was designed to protect bluebell from unscrupulous bulb collectors who supply garden centers.

Blue also denotes sadness, being troubled. confused, sad.

The sky overhead can sometimes have varying shades of blue.

Sometimes, when doing laundry, with white clothes we tend to use bluing.

The male butterfly is generally blue.

Once in a blue moon, meaning, something will happen that is very rare in nature.

There are songs with the title having the word blue in them. Blue Moon, Blue Moon of Kentucky and Blue Velvet,andBlue Eyes Crying In The Rain, just to mention a few. (There are 87 total)

A person's skin can turn blue when they stop breathing, or perhaps in a moment of panic.

There are blue rubber balls, rhe Union Army was dressed in blue, pants and shirgts can be blue. The ocean and seas can have that pristine blue to it (though more commonly referred to as sea-green),

Heat, when applied to metal can give off a grayish blue finish.

Back in the fities and mid-sixties, a term "Blue Movies" was coined to denote sexual pornogaphic scenes which then (at least in the fifties) were called soft-core porn.

Then there are the different forms of blue in language. Bleu (old French), blar (old Norse), blawen (old English) and practically everyone's favorite, blueberry (English).

Blue also comes with many different names when used to explain its actual color at the time. Cobalt, sapphire, ultramarine, navy, indigo, turquoise, and aquamarine.

On the color spectrum, blue is between green and violet.

Blue can mean many things to many people, that is depending how you look at it. Blue represents both the sky and the sea, and is associated with open spaces, freedom, intuition, imagination, expansiveness, inspiration, and sensitivity. Blue also represents meanings of depth, trust, loyalty, sincerity, wisdom, confidence, stability, faith, heaven, and intelligence.

As you can see, being blue isn't really such a bad thing after all.

There will be a test Tuesday.

Class dismissed.

orange fades along the green

of whispered broken memories

i wander and wonder of how

pink stardust loses it’s luster so fast

heal to heal

eyelids to cheek

when was there a time not spoken in misery melodies?

blue touches my shoulders

grazing it’s cold teeth along my barren skin

grazing it's claws down

down to my heart

“do you remember me, old friend?”

it’s ten in the morning

you’re crying again.

you’re blue as a butterfly,

you bathe in your rain.

told you not to get comfortable

in that pain,

passing time rarely changes

anything

if you stay the same.

let me remind you

of how pretty the heights were

when you flew them

back then,

you promised you’d try to

spread these w i n g s

again.

it hurts me, given the thought

that we’re possibly not meant to be

but you let me go without a fight

when did you stop loving me?

i cannot bear to think of you, and how

your hands are a place i call home

how am i to think you ever cared, given

the lack of aching for me that you’ve shown?

the night we parted as lovers

you painted me in shades of blue

each day it gets a little darker, does the

sun no longer shine for you too?

Neurons reign sporadically, inspecting my emotions,

Causing me to wonder why my eyes emit such oceans...

When I think with harshened logic, I conceptualize devotions

With opposing giddy highs slingshot from haggard sinking lows

And they’re wrapped up nice and pretty, with bespeckled little bows,

But the insides are all wrong; born of hunger, born of pain,

And the pedestal is solitary; marbled by the rain.

this color

drowns us out

glittering

off of

the water

coloring an ocean

of plastic

that suffocates

us

while we swim

into it

oblivious

When you are feeling blue, the darkest of blues there is

I know you feel it deep within, a never ending blue river of pain

Remember that just like you, blue has so many shades

It does not need to be the darkest of them all

Think of a deep blue lake, one where you could relax

Imagine this is a glittering light blue, the kind of colour that makes you feel warm inside

Imagine yourself right there, starting to feel that warmth

Let the lighter shade take over, let the deep dark blue drain away.

they told me i could grow a little world in a bottle if i tried hard enough.

so i poured in the soil and tossed in the seeds, conjured a rainstorm out of a watering can.

but nothing ever happened.

the bottle sits on a desk, frosted glass, a fragment that remains dead and blue.

today i made an escape.

an escape far far away.

not once did i look back

because i didn't want to stay.

but something creeps behind me

something fearfully blue.

the further i ran, the bigger it grew.

its familiar, sad to say,

but i guess its really true

that you can't run away

from that something big and blue.