The Deep Blue Sky

This black mood,
this malaise that coats sweetness
of cherry, flowering—
nutant, the brightness of morning
forgotten.
When did it become so insignificant?
We are only taught what’s worth our investment;
what of altruism?
And now, the sky is my backyard; it lends perspective.

 

 

 

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De is our hostess today at dVerse and the word is
“sky.” Come join us! ❤️

Posted for Quadrille #112 @ dVerse Poets Pub