Orville Phillips


The Wide Blue Yonder - Poem by Orville Phillips

I wondered,
as I gazed upon the clouds.

Whiter than white
in the morning glory –
like sheep being herded
between mountains.

A sight to behold,
then they were hidden –
just an outline
clouded in mystery,
behind a pinnacle
of snow-capped Alps.

Incessant planet Earth –
a potter’s wheel;
while nature’s tools
sculpts away the mountains.

Escaping
almost to the edge of space,
inspecting the true colours,
without stain.

Flying above clouds,
God was nowhere to be seen –
just landscape paintings.

(A poem from the book 'Mr Blue Sky' by O. Phillips © 2009)


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 30, 2010


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