I Saw The Amazing Skies Make Their Very Own Watercolours (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I saw the amazing skies make their very own water colours
shine and I felt the shine inside of them the pearl decked clouds
the feeling of music in me

drift, do not drift away I yearned but could not say.
and this was childhood.
they do not teach us this and think we are little because we are

amazed at the
skies and pearled within; they think of us as shells
and require of us school.
and yet without being taught

but only murmured to
held high above the parades
we loved beauty, the high winds;

the little breezes in the rose garden.
and felt we could say things to the stars.

mary angela douglas 25 january 2015; 11 november 2023