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

[Cassie]

This is so beautiful. How do you do it so excellently?

[SyberRose]

Like your new photo Cassie....glad you enjoyed the square dance poem...Rose:)

[Cassie]

Love yours as well Rose, and you are really pretty..Yeah I enjoyed it and ready to read some more of your work. Hug hug

[SyberRose]

thank you and so are you dear..hugss

[Haim Kadman]

I like you life loving optimistic full of humor poem, and the beautiful painting above.

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Haim...I loved the painting too and the name fit the poem...Square Dance.
Nice to hear from you Haim...Rose:)

[Haim Kadman]

Yes it's a beautiful painting with amazing colors.