Color me blue with pearls white,
upon a blanket of royal cotton puffs thundery;
Splendid I heard a, nighttime flying,
By the grave I saw the planes fly;
Once I sat engaged and flying;
The air around me exhausting;
In a kingdom full of fly-boys;
Passions weather-wise lunar eclipse;
The cosmic riffs!
'Skies!' said I, 'a thing of airspace.'
I marvel the sleety skycaps,
Blue,
White,
Atmospheric…
Skies
11/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. © 2019
Categories:
skycaps, analogy, appreciation, beautiful, engagement,
Form: Free verse