Monday, March 2, 2015
A Sky Of Beauty
To your imagination a sky will bloom,
Worlds collide, as a call is made to
Instigate the twins who roam the earthy ground.
Clay is their element of construction,
For the animals and plants consider the task,
Over the wild weather that keeps clear pebbles
To be called diamonds the very next hour.
Your imagination is steaming with pictures of
Art that shudders from your beauty,
Wishes are made to be faithful to the call
We desire, a wish is a wish too like a shower
Of the world.
My words wither and sway, letting the way
Gather wits too sentenced in crime,
My words shall be surds of the mathematics,
Sentenced in crime are the wordsmiths.
Topic(s) of this poem: sky