The Sky is Afire

The sky is afire

with images alight

The edges have softened

as day passes on

the whites yield purples

the reds give soft pink

with breezes so gentle

The sun heads for sleep


The cirrus appatterned

unmoving above

so silent, so silent

no colors of change

no threats, to intimidate

no storms to await,


Blue skies and sunshine

with clouds of the day

the colors, the colors

as change equals change


Moon faces and dark spaces

-the stars, lest we forget


-the colors of the night

less the light


16 October 1980