Short Skys Poems
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The sky has its opinions;
Although, it never gossips;
It may change its clouds for you;
Just to entertain.
Sky’s eyes, shimmer in the dark;
Watching me, observe them are,
Light pools of wisdom dressed in
Shimmering glitter.
Hello blue skys nice to see you again,
I can now see clouds and tiny jet planes.
The sun is high up too high to touch too hot to clutch,
Oh how I wish I could feel that burning, magnificent ball of fire.
Snow, its sad you've gone,
But you had to go,
You had your time, you had your roll,
This was the final destination.
By: Ava Douglass
Age: 12
Inside I find to see
what we find is about life that
we believe to be blue skys
We see
Things .. .
We find
Everything
Lakes of great beds situate to find
Blue skys that see through us
Together
We find blue skys that find us locked within strangers
Bonded and insured as one we license life
Together
We
Find
Blue Sky’s
3-30-22
Your pain
October sky’s
Filled with red, tormented clouds-
Carry such weight
Hidden until now
We hold each other breathless in-
September
Holding our love from each other in-
October
We are out of sync
October sky’s
Cry out your tears
Let it all fall
Let it all flow out
Let it no more put you in that place-
No more
October sky’s
I just want you near
Love and kisses
October sky’s
Take my love near
Hold it dear
For I am here
I’m in love with you.
Clouds so white,
I just want to hold you tight.
The sun so red,
That’s the way my heart would bled.
The grass so green,
I’ll give you love you’ve never seen.
Take a ride on a magic carpet,
Drink wine of a late harvest.
Just like red wine,
When I’m with you I feel so divine.
So take a chance and kiss me,
That’s the way it should be you see.
So make a move and hold me tight,
You’ll notice it will feel so right.
I remember sky, as a child;
back then, a billion stars,
square-danced overhead;
do-see-do’ing round
while I and my friends lay outside,
watching them, watch us.
Clearly, they don’t find us very entertaining;
they never stopped to, gossip or laugh at us.
Now-a-days, they only sit shivering in fear,
as so many of them have disappeared;
they are certain they’ll disappear too.
2-24-2022
The Night Sky Poetry Contest
Anna Marie Kaianah