The Canvas Sky

The artistic sun is always changing,
rearranging colorful paints on its pallet
splashing brilliant shades across the canvas sky
with each rise and set, no two ever the same

Some mornings dawn overcast and dreary
with grey clouds cloaking promising hues
while others awaken with a smile, cheery
in vivid shades of yellow and cerulean blue

In the twilight hours when day is almost done
the copper orb sinks low on the welcoming horizon,
making one last effort to leave the world inspired
in shades of violet, wood thrush gold, and orange
before the next vibrant dayspring arises

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: Impermanence

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and on her Amazon Author Page

22 Comments on “The Canvas Sky

  1. This line stands out: “grey clouds cloaking promising hues.” That’s right; at sunset, all those clouds become the ground for extra beauty. Speaking of beauty, I love that picture you chose! ❤

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  2. There is nothing to rival sunset and sunrise, and no two are alike. We know they’ll always be there, but we don’t know what palette they’ll choose. Beautiful photo. and lovely write.

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