the ocean outside the window-- that clear blue hue that reflects nothing to the eyes but illustrates the heart-- turned to autumn orange and some blue shade of red so suddenly.
with my eyes i watched as the light travelled against the shadows of my textbooks, inching across the table until it reached its end horizon and disappeared beyond the window.
that blue was gone so suddenly. and the ocean came to my eyes.
i very badly need to get back into writing poetry consistently, so i'm committing myself to one poem a day for the month. here's my first poem; it's just about how the fact that the sun sets sooner in autumn makes me sad.