Dreamsicle
The sky was blue--no clouds at all.
Just the empty palette of a day past.
And --like the lightening, an airplane struck the sky
Big and Brave
and in a flash, it was gone.
Leaving behind the most brilliant stream of orange cloud
Creamy and Coiffed--elaborated tapestries of the sunlight's sweetness
That day I found a dreamsicle in the sky.
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