There Was A Sky Poem by Jean Bernard Parr
There Was A Sky
there was a sky as I
walked along the
clifftop, there, higher still
a fan of pale plumes
you could measure in degrees
contrails up there
sharp, going thin
a half hearted knit
that got put aside
like the time I made
a suede moccasin
the kids foot grew
it got put in a drawer
staying there too long
when it started to look
like a mummys'tongue
I threw it away,
never did the other
he never had a brother
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