The Heath


For a moment a fragment of blue
floats across the sky
framed by the pouring clouds,

the promise of brightness
catching my eye in this
microcosm of weather
captured in the wing mirror;
brighter than the forward view
but holding as much detail
as the real world .. my eye.

The radio whispers
the ‘Moonlight’
‘C’ sharp minor,
black notes
matching my mood,
my piece of sky.


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