Gray Sky

A friend's musings about the sky.

Beauty it has in spades
As it burns a brilliant azure
On a beguiling summer’s day
Romantic it is to a lover’s gaze
When he finds himself
In its pink embrace
At the crack of dawn

Such beauty it beholds
As it stretches endlessly
Across the horizon
Sometimes blue, sometimes red
And a marvelous purple
During sunsets

And contemplate its beauty
When at night, the stars
In their coquettish charm
Come out to play
With the facetious moon

Yet she couldn’t bring herself
To love it for its beauty
For its light is too much
And its darkness isolating

Perhaps, but not entirely
For as she averts her eyes
To the rain outside

Alone and wretched as she is
And without meaning to,

She finds herself in love with the gray sky.

Reviews

[Caitlin Nicole]

This is beautiful! A great visual and story. I love how the girl in the story reminds me of myself. That's just how I feel. Fantastic write. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece of work =]

[emmajoy]

A different finish from the norm! How strange that we see the obvious but miss the shadow of the light. I think the idea/thought behind this very fine piece of writing is very unusual. Your post is so well constructed, meter a little erratic but, still flowing and the phrasing is wonderful: ' When at night, the stars / In their coquettish charm / Come out to play / With the facetious moon ' - that's delicious.

Thank you for letting me share your unique thought and delightful writing.