In A Yellow Sky
ECONOMY
In a yellow sky my hope finds an anchor;
Recycling faces and offerings from hearts archived
Of those concerned and well meaning.
Like a camels cache it soothes the thirsty mind
Do you hear tenacity in mowers whirr
Or an ongoing comfort in the click click of
careful gardeners shears?
I sort.
Unwanted mail is determinately silent
...Try to keep it well unread
Let it speak to someone still in the chase
Let my eye be stayed on a yellow sky.
The neighbors dog set in new light,
Casts three- D shadows, busying itself in a world of smells.
While the aroma of morning coffee mingles with earthiness;
And brown leaves look to bed down
for the winter.
Unrest might claim tomorrow
but today is where I live and it doesn’t taste like fun
so I prefer mine with a drop of golden sun.
And cream and sugar too.
In a yellow sky my hope finds an anchor;
Recycling faces and offerings from hearts archived
Of those concerned and well meaning.
Like a camels cache it soothes the thirsty mind
Do you hear tenacity in mowers whirr
Or an ongoing comfort in the click click of
careful gardeners shears?
I sort.
Unwanted mail is determinately silent
...Try to keep it well unread
Let it speak to someone still in the chase
Let my eye be stayed on a yellow sky.
The neighbors dog set in new light,
Casts three- D shadows, busying itself in a world of smells.
While the aroma of morning coffee mingles with earthiness;
And brown leaves look to bed down
for the winter.
Unrest might claim tomorrow
but today is where I live and it doesn’t taste like fun
so I prefer mine with a drop of golden sun.
And cream and sugar too.
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