poetry

Look At The Sky!

By Amy Thomson

 

Cumulus pillows
accumulate blue.
Form elephants and
ships and an escape
from the skyscrapers.

 

Cirrus feathers dust
the salmon ceiling,
glowing gold as they
sing goodnight to Sun
and welcome Miss Moon.

 

Actinoform bursts
of bright fireworks
form celebrations
for our green Mother,
and spill their smiles.

 

Nimbostratus eyes
cry tears that fill seas,
groaning and roaring
and begging and—Oh
please return to me!

 

Condensed sisters fight
and love and wander—
all oblivious
to the gaze of the
stardust specks below.

 

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