The sky was so blue
Parched paper meadow
Of a deeply delicate twilight
The sky was
The tree
And it swayed
Sobbing clean whistle
So shyly did the tickled bristle
Tenderly bow welcome here
And the tree was
A wave so
Sea-glow clear and satin shadowed it was
The sea
Summoned sweetly its
Deep kaleidoscope in carbonated breath
As old as my soul and
These deep seas were the river running sky.
May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 11:54 PM UTC
The sky was so blue
Parched paper meadow
Of a deeply delicate twilight
The sky was
The tree
And it swayed
Sobbing clean whistle
So shyly did the tickled bristle
Tenderly bow welcome here
And the tree was
A wave so
Sea-glow clear and satin shadowed it was
The sea
Summoned sweetly its
Deep kaleidoscope in carbonated breath
As old as my soul and
These deep seas were the river running sky.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
