a poem for the sky

between the light of evening 

and the darkness of night

blue sky whispers pink clouds that can barely be seen

and the gulls flap their wings

keep moving

against the cold breeze

and the wind picks up and swirls around you

i see golden edged grass bending low

i smell wet earth that sinks as you step into it

i move my mouth to speak

and find i have no words

because in the distance 

backdrops of hills and distant mountains 


in the distance

as the moon peeks up bright in the sky 

to welcome 

a velvet blanket of stars

rising and falling 

but for now the sky is deep indigo 

and leaves only shake to say hello

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