Sorbet Skies

Sometimes you just feel like there's a storm brewing......

I stand with my face against the storm

Surreptitiously inviting it to shore

amidst the brontide forming above seacoasts

as looming stratus crafts its cavalry of eggshell paper mache

 

 

Smell the petrified air of rains gone by

and watch, as julienned streaks of light

bejewel the raspberry skies of afternoon

when avacado reeds submit to the fall-out of the breeze

 

 

An enigmatic tempest in my soul

now runs parallel to nature's antique kiss

and conscience fades to grey

mirroring the evening's ghostly gales

 

~A. McNally ; April 22, 2013

Reviews

[Queen of Spades]

Very poetic :) I like the flow of the words and the essence they capture. Well done.

[Avocations of Amber]

thank you for reading.... :)

[icelandicblue]

I love your title. Your imagery is so inviting. We are drawn to the sky, to its beauty and power because it speaks to us of ourselves. It was a pleasure to read you.

[Avocations of Amber]

Thank you for reading. Nice to meet you as well. I deeply enjoyed reading your writing as well. :)