Pastel origami
Inter-folds of
Luminosity
Withered and prostrated.
Breathless tide
In a river lock
Without perfume of
Tangle, or wrack
Fermented rills of foam
Agitate the borders of
A sandwiched abstraction.
Painted in frolic
By a terrestrial artist—
With medium of
Atmospheric suspension,
And a soft brush of light.
NOTE: This poem (and my previous post), gave me an inspiration to try to write a Sky Poem once a week inspired by some changing cloud formation. But to be totally honest, my inspirations, though passionate initially, are usually short-lived (and I no longer do commitments). Still…who knows?
Want to join me?
4 comments:
A truly beautiful piece Roberta. Thank you....
And thank you, Joy, for letting me know that. Nice encouragement.
The last two lines sum it up so nicely - you are brave to try a sky poem once a week. Can't wait to read more.
Pauline, thank you for calling me 'brave'. That is so flattering to my deflated ego, I may take it up as a challenge to write more sky poems with 'more bravery' than 'common sense'.
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