Skies. Poem by Kevin East

I live in the sky.
Though I tread the earth.
And cry in colour
At the cumulus surf
That hugs the sea above.
I often gazed
Upon that fire crazed
Astral canopy.
That wraps us in heavenly jewellery.
Blowing shooting star kisses.
Setting prisoners free.
Like you and me.

Skies
Where all lost passion hisses
In its escape.
When the galaxy wears that cape
Of blue.
And moonlight sings
With notes that beam.
Invading every lovers dream.
Portraits of fantasy
We once knew.

Rainbow
-That elusive peacock.
Preening after rain.
Screening beauty
With heartfelt refrain.
-Then is gone.
Bowing to a sunset red
Bleeding colours
Across a sky.
Sinking slowly in its bed.
With one wink
Of a golden eye.

Skies
When we rise.
Shedding light
Through frosted windows
To awake and wash the room.
With sunlight tying yellow bows
On every lost balloon.
Every crescent moon
Waiting to be whole
And croon.
I live in the sky.
In that azure sea.
And swim in its shoal
Eternally.