14h November 2016
The sky in autumn can be so nice and dramatic. My favourite is blue one.
The sky, the sky
was a perfect shade
of dark blue
the sky, the sky
won't stop reminding me
of you
The sky, they sky
was a perfect shade
of you
was a perfect shade
of dark blue
the sky, the sky
won't stop reminding me
of you
The sky, they sky
was a perfect shade
of you
In the darkness
In the quietness
My voice spoke in the wind of winter
In the midst of the air
My breath living in some place quietly
In the blue sky
The water flowing to the earth
In the grey sky
The black smoke return to the sky
The stars shine in the midst of darkness
The stars will be lost again
When the black fade.
In the quietness
My voice spoke in the wind of winter
In the midst of the air
My breath living in some place quietly
In the blue sky
The water flowing to the earth
In the grey sky
The black smoke return to the sky
The stars shine in the midst of darkness
The stars will be lost again
When the black fade.
Very dramatic indeed (particularly the second to last). And often beautiful. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteInteresting sky up your way.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your photos & poem!
ReplyDeleteSky has many shades and each of it has a mysterious attraction in it .it calls it fascinates and it provokes.
ReplyDeleteLoved your poem dear
Sky has many shades and each of it has a mysterious attraction in it .it calls it fascinates and it provokes.
ReplyDeleteLoved your poem dear
Your skyies are mesmerizing dear
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