Adapting Skies Poem by Walterrean Salley

Adapting Skies



The gorgeous evening sky,
With a lovely hue,
Succumbs to the transforming—
E'er to bid adieu.

Slowly, the sky's conforming,
Though reluctant to.
Taking on another look,
As skies are wont to.

All morphing before the eye,
The clouds rearrange.
With repositioned sunrays,
The colors ever change.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Footnote: E'er is the contraction for ‘ever'.
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