The Sky Poem by Elizabeth Madox Roberts

The Sky



I saw a shadow on the ground
And heard a bluejay going by;
A shadow went across the ground,
And I looked up and saw the sky.


It hung up on the poplar tree,
But while I looked it did not stay;
It gave a tiny sort of jerk
And moved a little bit away.


And farther on and farther on
It moved and never seemed to stop.
I think it must be tied with chains
And something pulls it from the top.


It never has come down again,
And every time I look to see,
The sky is always slipping back
And getting far away from me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret O Driscoll 20 February 2016

Nice light verses full of joy

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