Beautiful Sky

"When I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better." - Anne Frank

The sky.

It’s normally blue,

Differing between

Pale

Dark

White

Blue

During storms it’s dark,

full of clouds

Black,

angry.

Clouds,

normally

White, spread out

Large, narrow

Small, wide.

Colors,

The sunset,

purple 

orange

red

yellow

Green

Blue.

Opposing but always blended to perfection.

The birds.

Free to fly,

Black against the bright sky.

Always somewhere to go.

The sun,

yellow

Warm

golden

Bright 

It hugs you in its rays.

Provides warmth no matter the day.

So much color.

So much warmth.

So beautiful.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear poet. I love the change of the sky. Can be beautiful and can be very dangerous. I liked the description of the clouds and sky above us. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote