The Sky Is a Diamond Crown

"The sky prepares the sun for night where drifting clouds are slowly steeping in tepid pools of waning light" The horizon reveals its colors of a peach's nectar and squeezed overripe lemons that are drunk by the Dusk's sky. Baptized clouds washed in the receding sunlight close the Heavens' sleepy eye; its pupil is the New Moon. The morning will slowly inhale the Dark while the rim of the Earth melts an angora oval; melts a pink stone that has been polished by the Sea. As the promised Dawn waxes the sky, and its crown of stars is set aside until another night, a tree's body will briefly become the hue of a Dove. And the sun will sculpt the trees' arms, fingers, in the waxing light. May 25, 2021 The Contest "Peaches and Apricot Skies". Quote# 4