Poetry and Photography / The Sky
The Sky
The sky is spilled water
on cotton rag paper,
a swirling eddy,
a bowl of cerulean paint,
a bright seed
of translucent color.
It obscures
and reveals
our logical thoughts
mixes a synonym for truth
with a word meaning joy.
It inspires
the calligrapher’s brush
to makes simple gestures
a cluster of trees
or trumpeting
cranes.
It pulls us away
stretches
like reaching
on tip toes
then jumping
and jumping
out further.
I don't know much about poetry, but I enjoyed reading your verses.
My favorite part is this one:
It inspires
the calligrapher’s brush
to makes simple gestures
a cluster of trees
or trumpeting
cranes.
Thank you for expressing yourself to us through your poetry. Have a great day. :)
Thanks, one of my favorite poets is Charles Simic, Google him if you would like to read some really outstanding work. Who knows you might become an avid fan of poetry.
Šimic? Is he maybe Croatian? I will google him and see what comes up. :)
very nic ebro @beginningtoend bro upvoted
Thanks man much appreciated.
Your poem gives joy, just like the joy sky gives us, as in ur poem.
Thanks, I am glad you enjoyed it.
Sky juice. I wonder if you guys use the term there.
I've never heard that term used but I like it. How about Sky Juiced, inebriated, a blueberry martini.
We refer to water as sky juice.
Amazing effort.
Fantastic!
Wonderful perspective. I think I've thought of it that way when I was younger. Alas, knowing what we know now helps diminish the mystery. The sky is so wonderful though, and your words did it justice.
Thinking like a child is often helpful in writing, they give a whole new meaning to the idea of science.
Haha funny you mentioned that. We didn't know each other then, but for the first part of the year, I published a story that was told from the perspective of a child. So, yeah, I could attest to the benefits :D