the Australian sky

ISN

the sky paints crazy myths
in swirling ice-cream shapes
like chocolate through vanilla
and sweet-shop melting scapes

old tales of death and homage
like poets' words mixed-up
confuse you and astound you
if you look into the cup
of coffee/milk, and dizziness
and falling through its busyness
and sleeping on its pillows
clouds, dreams, billows
of wafting through peaceful storms
of beauty

grooveamatic

Sometimes, it seems, words are worth a thousand pictures.

ISN

thanks Groove, I guess the sky this afternoon, instead of striking me dumb, inspired me......to be wordy

grooveamatic

It is time for me to sleep. Be well Cath, and keep looking at the sky. It's never a bad thing.

ISN

thanks Groove, sleep well