Gold Leaf Lined Sky Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

gold leaf lined sky

as a child I asked you why

or in dreams I asked you where

could I climb a golden stair

could I live among the clouds

and not ever come back down

or only on Saturdays and Sundays.

residue of dark and light

mixing colours every night

and in the morning too

and beautiful, late afternoon.

gold leaf lined sky

soon to evenng aquiesce

you're the postcard

I love best

when looking up

from this green ground

but I still want

to stick around

where the path to home is found

where the stars may crown my roof

and the rains forever.

mary angela douglas 28 august 2023