Out Of The Blue by Lynn White

I’m wondering
what will fall
out of the misty blue sky.
Perhaps there’ll be light
spangles and
dew drops
and rain
puddling the road.
Chagall would have a horse or two
hanging there,
or a fish, or a face.
He’d make flowers of the dewdrops
and have the road run pink.
He’d put birds on telegraph wires
and suspend them
upside down
ready
to fall.
I’m wondering
if someone is up there
with his paintbox ready.
Already
knowing
what will fall
out of the blue.

© 2018 Lynn White

 

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Bio:

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. Her poem ‘A Rose For Gaza’ was shortlisted for the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition 2014. This and many other poems, have been widely published. Find Lynn at: lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com

 

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