Magenta was the skyA Poem by Jack...The sky calls out in shades of loveMagenta was the sky By Jack Ivey Magenta was the sky this morn as I approached the day Ominous of clouded rose in petal’d full array Quietly it called to me o’er whispers on the wind As if some scented power was a’ touch upon my skin Engulfed in life’s serenity, so overwhelmed with fear A brush of fate in simple terms as if the end were near I stood to bare my feelings now a swirl in my mind In hopes of some off distant dream so soon would come to find Counting off the many tasks which brought me to this place The reasons that did hold the time my sequence now did waste Lost of any angered tears when captured on my brow To cry, if it has come to be, then let it find me now On my knees, the autumn ground is chilly to my touch With gathered hands to here my chest, this future I do clutch Loneliness companions me though still of wandered hope I pray that what will come before my soul shall bear to cope When suddenly a light appears, a magic in its sheen A softer glow, this lightened mist of heaven’s tangerine To touch upon the darkness in a spirit calling true In witness to the morning sun that feeds the skies of blue My heart beats now elated in a dance of utter bliss As memories of long ago, I find they do exist The rising sun to spill its charm in beacons shone above This warmth I feel, rekindled flame, aglow within your love The doubt did come of weakened state, a mind that was unclear A hollow moment filtered in through thoughts of you not near Alas the dreams of only one now obvious of two For on this day, the rising sun, brings me the love of you © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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StatsAuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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