Ever noticed how the clouds
Are many shades of pink
On a pale blue sky
When the sun is clumsy
Getting done with the day
(Oh tell me about it!)
All the pinks take over
To keep up the grace
Our stories and secrets
They've seen it all day
So what pink?
Depends on the ink
What stories, what ends?
On what does that depend?
We will never know
Any of these secrets
Encrypted in pink
That are out in the open
Naked, in this pale blue sky
Us and the aerial pinks
Enjoying each other's shows
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 25th, 2024 00:07
- Category: Nature
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Comments2
It never ceases to amaze me the colours that wash across the sky. I have seen so many glorious shades. Pink is so warm against a background of blue. I love it when the colours are reflected in water. Have seen some marvelous sunsets in river water, sunrises too. Your poem took me there. Have a good Thursday Alan.
It's beautiful to see such reflections through your eyes. Thanks for reading and for your kind words 🙂
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