A Blue Jean Sky

Painting is called square dance.

The sky is a corn flower blue
It was once a turbulent storm,
but time lasso’s a new day
with a sienna smile
upon the lips of the morn.

Yellows roses promenade
in their skirts of lemonade
as bees in yellow jackets dosey doe.

The sun comes over the mountain
just a dancing in the fountains
skipping like a child in the rain...
In a blue jean sky
the morning taste's of apple pie
as winds strut along like John Wayne. 

©SyberRose

Author's Note

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Really, really enjoy all the color imagery in this one. You've used just enough to keep things vibrant, but not so much that the readers are blinded by it. The idea of a "corn flower" sky is quite enchanting...not something I'm used to seeing. I also enjoyed "the morning taste's of apple pie" -- immediate savory response. Very sensory is this piece...and the last line was quite clever; that lilting strut of John Wayne is unmistakable.

[SyberRose]

Thank you for that lovely response Sarah...and thank you for peeking in and taking time to read:)

[Muse]

I love your little twist of humor at the end. Charming but funny. :)

[SyberRose]

Thank you Muse...glad you enjoyed this piece...Rose :)

[Lydia Shutter]

A down home happy uplifting write. The imagery is splendid, the personification adorable. Could be the basis for a children's story! I had a feeling of the 50's reading this. Clean innocent fun...and, yes, John Wayne would be happy! :) Lydi**

[SyberRose]

thank you Lydia...i wrote this a long time ago when i lived in Texas...just happened to come across it...thanks for peeking in tonight...Rose:)

[ANTO]

OMG I really want to live here. The picture you have painted with you're words Rose, its gorgeous. The witty big-leggy reference is funny and it just frills the edges of a beautiful write.
Is this your view Rose - is this VA?
HUGS
X

[SyberRose]

thank you Anthony...well there are square dance clubs that dance to those kind of songs...but I wrote this in Texas...its sort of a song. haa...try singing it...xo

[ANTO]

Me sing? I wouldn't have the confidence to sing. I can hum though (hmm ...hm...hmmm.hmm)
X

[SyberRose]

I think a fiddle would go with this poem/song...xxoo

[ANTO]

Hmm - yes - nothing like a good fiddle. oops Im gonna get in trouble...lol
X

[Jack...]

Beautiful Rose and compliments the painting very nicely. I love this.

[SyberRose]

thank you Jack...I wrote it in Texas and the painting is called square dance as it does look like a flowing square dance skirt.

[ShelleyA]

Hi Rose. A very good title that suits the theme of your poem. A lovely write about the sky and the beauty of sunshine as it showers its magic on a new day. Imagery is good as are the descriptives. You paint a delightful picture that any reader can appreciate and see in their mind's eye. Flow is good; line to line transition and breaks are done well. Nice rhythm. Very nice use of metaphor. I especially like - "time lasson's a new day"; nice use of personification - "the llps of the morn" - and nice use of simile - the sun "skipping like a child in the rain" - simply beautiful and creative. Lovely depth of feeling. Excellent closing lines. Well penned. Write on!

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Shelley for that lovely review...I write this while living in Texas a while ago and decided to post it...:)

[ShelleyA]

You're very welcome, Rose. Always a pleasure to read your poetry. Have a great day!

[poetdoug]

You have me right from the title. --BLUE JEAN SKY. Living here in Texas there is always an abundance of that! I love your colorful word painting. Thanks.

[SyberRose]

Thank you for reading...I lived in Texas too for thirteen years and that is where I wrote this poem...;)

[poetdoug]

Wow, neat coincidence. My last name also is Rose. Small world.

[Rita L. Sev]

I love your color images here, and that last line - you knew you'd be making people smile with this one! This piece describes the sky around here recently - yesterday, steely and stormy; today, sunshine in that "blue jean" sky... Love it!

[SyberRose]

Thank you Rita...yes a nice sunny day here today too...so much rain this summer...:)

[Sami Khalil]

"Yellows roses promenade
in their skirts of lemonade
as bees in yellow jackets dosey doe.

The sun comes over the mountain
just a dancing in the fountains
skipping like a child in the rain...
In a blue jean sky"
You never fail us with your great poetry with its splendid images. The title is unique and the poem is wonderful as always...:)

[SyberRose]

Thank you Sami...i'm glad you like it...I don't remember square dancing but when I was about ten or eleven my Dad took me to square dances up the street from us...and I would sit on the bench and watch the adults dance...I always wanted to dance but no one asked me haa....Rose

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha. That is where you get the jeans from...You are welcome...:)

[Nkosana B Masuku]

Beautiful poem indeed.good penning

[SyberRose]

Thank you Nkosana...appreciate your visit...Rose

[Nkosana B Masuku]

my pleasure :)