when days are stretched taut as strings-
when nights are purpled in turmoil-
remember that you wield
color of your sky-dome
blue as silent lake
calm as palm of deep forest
or
grey-metal, sawdust of despair
in storm-drivelled clouds
or
pumpkin-pixelled
coaxing sunflower spells
Sunflower by Grace
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, SKY. Thanks for the visit and comments.
