Uriah Hamilton

A Different Sky Is Waiting - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

We’ve been in the rain so long
That our eyes are sore and red;
When joy is missing,
We gaze down too long at our feet
As we slowly walk through the city,
But there must be a different sky waiting
Offering love and inspiration.

Beneath these yellow factory skies,
Even the street lights look sadly dim,
Like our spiritual light within
Blurred by an affectionless life.

Things began to change
When I met you in a small bar
Not far from the school where you teach;
I saw Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass
Easing out of your purse,
I knew we had to talk.

As we spoke over drinks
In the early evening,
I felt loneliness begin to lift
Like dark persistent clouds
Being pushed aside by sunlight,
As if Walt Whitman were sending us
Prayers mingled with lilacs.

Indeed, there is a different sky waiting,
Azure blue and dazzling,
Inviting flowers to bloom
On romantic avenues
When two people finally find each other.

In my mind I have already seen
You smile in a summer dress
Beneath a different sky welcoming our love.

Comments about A Different Sky Is Waiting by Uriah Hamilton

  • Govinda Rimal (6/14/2016 1:47:00 AM)

    Beautifully written, love it. Keep sharing thank you (Report) Reply

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  • (1/4/2016 4:40:00 AM)

    Great poem. encouraging word about the future. Great. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Lacovara (8/22/2014 11:49:00 PM)

    This reminded me of a song by the Eagles, No More Cloudy Days, a favorite if mine....as now, too, your lovely write. PEACE (Report) Reply

  • (3/25/2009 3:20:00 AM)

    True and sincere dedication with wonderful references. Just excellent.
    Best wishes.
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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (9/25/2008 2:47:00 AM)

    Marvelous poem with beautiful imagery. Love it.10 for it. Last lines are excellent-

    'In my mind I have already seen
    You smile in a summer dress
    Beneath a different sky welcoming our love.'
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  • (10/16/2007 2:47:00 PM)

    I keep coming back to this hauntingly lovely poem with its subdued and mellow beauty. (Report) Reply

  • (11/18/2006 9:05:00 PM)

    this poem tempts the reader to strip away all insecurities and fully submerge their body into the words just to understand their beautiful meanings. i feel as if i could read it again and again without ever losing that awestruck feeling which captured my heart the first time my eyes grazed the page. (Report) Reply

  • (10/24/2006 7:13:00 PM)

    A masterpiece with a little Wizard of Oz magic at the end, in how your words color the picture for your readers.... Beautiful, thank you!
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  • (10/10/2006 8:29:00 PM)

    A different sky is calling to a tree as beautied as your beauty doth be...
    Skies filled with hues of blue for one as kind as yee.

    Rain soaked downpour feeds to nature's own...
    Naught Sun drenched but alas yee be soaked right to thy bone.

    Floral flowers of orchids and violets steeped real deeply with steaming stewed...
    Pete Moss sprouts as real real early as of the morrow that i feude.

    Magnificent magnifycation of Hell bound hounds...
    Release to all their Hellish sounds.

    Chatter of teeth and movement of feet doth disturb all of dreamly serene...
    Escape naught fro' Hounds from Hell.

    Bequeeth to all a fleeing visional obscene...
    Darkest darkened form not seen.

    Death knocks on all others door....
    Not the well to do but just the vagrant and poor.

    It takes a great poet to inspire others, as obviously you've done to me.
    I had to give out a ten for this great done poem.
    God bless all poets-MJG.
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  • Linda Ori (9/10/2006 1:21:00 AM)

    A truly beautiful dedication to a very talented poet and friend. Isn't it amazing how a change of scenery can also change the way you look at things? Some people just bring out the best in everyone they meet. Lovely read, Uriah.
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  • (9/5/2006 5:52:00 AM)

    My godfather you sure know how to work that pen. This is just beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • (9/2/2006 3:53:00 AM)

    'Prayers mingled with lilacs.' oh that is so..so I dont know what to say, not even in Swedish..you write with such tenderness and I am sure that Whitman is secretly reading your poems right now...I love the title too..With love Pia (Report) Reply

  • (8/19/2006 8:23:00 PM)

    This is really beautiful....I really like it....
    Always & 4ever,
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  • (8/9/2006 7:39:00 PM)

    That was beautiful work, (Report) Reply

  • (4/7/2006 11:49:00 AM)

    Ah yes, a dismal day in a life lonely and dismal brightened only by a much needed and wanted arrival of a loving companion to enrich and compliment the empty space of the life and heart. I was very much the same way until my one perfect mate and wife came to my life. Bravo-you have painted a perfect picture of a blank colorless life just only painted anew with an added depth, and brilliant color, touched with a needed addition of a perfect perspective to an unevened crooked collage of nothingness! Thanks for bringing this point to realization.
    God bless and best regards-Mike Gale.
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  • Linda Hepner (1/24/2006 7:42:00 PM)

    Wonderful, lucky Raynette! (Report) Reply

  • (1/22/2006 3:43:00 AM)

    I absolutely loved this, evocative and beautiful (Report) Reply

  • (12/29/2005 8:54:00 PM)

    Beautiful. The last stanza is fabulous! Well done.

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  • (12/8/2005 9:35:00 AM)

    With such a powerful name, nothing will stand against this poem. Great in its conception and it's inspiration. You probably knew that. (Report) Reply

  • (10/13/2005 4:22:00 PM)

    beautiful and full of hope.
    btw...do you know raynette in real life?
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 9, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 12, 2010

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