tangerine sky

it floats up slow,
like it’s got no place
to be, no sea of blue
to spotlight and sizzle.

it breaches mountain top,
climbs upupup,
apricot fingers sticky
with a new day’s hope.

 

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One Response to tangerine sky

  1. violet says:

    Holy cats, how gorgeous!!!

    I love this:
    “no sea of blue
    to spotlight and sizzle”

    Also the verb “breaches” and the line “apricot sticky fingers.” Oops, switch that around: “apricot fingers sticky.” 😛

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