Fall 2007 / Spring 2008

Mike Gaba

A passionately obsessive traveler, who has been to 123 countries and all 50 states. Not sure yet if I am running from something or to something.

Shades of Blue

by Mike Gaba


Perhaps today I really saw you
In all your varying shades of blue
The day we met, eyes of clear blue
Now staring emptily at a blank hospital wall

Fighting to survive, but not sure of the point
My mind reels with the memories we have made
It's much too early to close our book, though what to do
As my friend turns to a different world
Cold clammy skin in a cotton gown of green-blue

Just a shell of the person I once knew
And when the day comes to bury you
I'll weep with joy for the end of your misery
While the earth pools my tears of lonely blue