There is a time for white
clouds to graze across the empty sky
And a time for night when
the charcoal troubled sky
Distances itself from
Tennessee slate blue
There is a time for the
world to turn into a silver light slate
When the early morning
clouds are a diving dolphin gray
And there is a time for
tribal smokestone clouds to cause a dreary mist upon the Earth
Leaving time for wishful
thinking and wondrous thought
I love that last line that captures the magical, dreamy quality of that time between night and day when "wishful thinking and wondrous thought" seem most possible.
ReplyDeleteYou really used your color names well here. I could see those colors even though I couldn't tell you where they fit in a color spectrum. The last lines were great.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely night,
Zachary