The Back of My Mind (Poetry)

Sometimes

Sometimes

the clear and vivid shine

of silver salty moonlight on a brackish black

lake is mine.

Sometimes

a blaring yellow blur of sun

will come

and dim the stars in my

watery-colored wash of sky.

Sometimes

the green pastoral grasses blend

for me in hue

to yellow wheat white stratus cloud

to firmamental blue

Sometimes

ruddy ginger luminanci

fade or dye to purpley pink;

I create the dawn of twilight

with my ever-chaning eye.