The Canvas Sky

Charmed Chaos

The artistic sun is always changing,
rearranging colorful paints on its pallet
splashing brilliant shades across the canvas sky
with each rise and set, no two ever the same

Some mornings dawn overcast and dreary
with grey clouds cloaking promising hues
while others awaken with a smile, cheery
in vivid shades of yellow and cerulean blue

In the twilight hours when day is almost done
the copper orb sinks low on the welcoming horizon,
making one last effort to leave the world inspired
in shades of violet, wood thrush gold, and orange
before the next vibrant dayspring arises

dVerse Poetics: Impermanence

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