Blue Light Blues

A poem that seeks solace from behind a screen.
A pale red-haired young woman's profile is visible among a shroud of dark blue. She holds a cellular device as if she is staring at it, yet her eyes are closed. Blue light shines on her face.

Illustration by: Ronin Harver

Natalie Gates | Contributor

09.30.25
| Vol. 57, No. 1 | Poetry

Blue Light Blues

Busy minds don’t get down
But they get heavy
So you auction off your thoughts
Sell all your levity

If only you could scratch that itch
But your fingernails are gone
Just a childhood memory
Vanished, like the stars at dawn

For now, your head hits the pillow
With the weight of your strife
And you bask in the blue light
Of someone else’s life

about the author

Natalie Gates

Natalie Gates is a VIU alumna and former Associate Editor of The Navigator. While she has historically focused on nonfiction, she loves exploring poetry inspired by current events, anxiety, and nature. She has also had poems appear in Sea to Sky Review. By day, she runs a copywriting business, which you can scope out at nataliegates.ca. She lives in Kelowna with her husband, a fellow VIU alum, her dog Bonnie, and her many plants.

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