Poetry \\ True Blue Lies in Skies


Does the sky know the difference

Between good and bad?

Feathery twists and turns

Suggest otherwise

It’s not what I thought

But it is what I knew

A wake up call

From the distraction

I wake up

And call for a distraction

True blue lies unhidden

Clouds hang in the balance

Between being right

And being free

Never mind

It’s all just an illusion anyway

Any way I look

You won’t see what I see

I’ll watch the clear blue skies

With crystal eyes

I’ll pray to clouds that shift

With purpose

Not to the storm

That may never come

Does the sky know the difference?


Maybe not

Or maybe it’s just wise enough

Not to care