Originally self-published in my first book.
From 2012’s Roadtripping the Dream.
You beautifully boisterous hue!
Your watercolor ribbons tie up the sky.
With my head on my arm
in silent repose,
I watch the remnants of today
transition into tomorrow
beyond the pane
of a lightly frosted window.
Fare thee well proud sun.
I anticipate the coming of the moon
whose incandescent beam smiles bright
into a velvety night,
littered with stars.
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