Poem – Blue Paper Posted on January 20, 2015 by betsybeadhead White lines on blue paper Could be a Blueprint An x-ray A map of the stars. It shows the bones Of a building A body Or the sky. A sketch of the lines, An outline. A marker of where we are And where we need to be. Share this:TwitterPinterestFacebookTumblrMoreEmailPrintRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related