“the sky leans”

Written for:  the Twiglets #293 - the sky leans

On some sun-filled
afternoons, the sky
leans on sun's shoulders.

Clouds vanish
above the ocean;
only a lean, blue
sky is visible.

she tilts her head
at 90ᴰ angle
watches the sky lean

           The woman was lean as a string-bean,
            the rotund man was green with envy.
                 She said do not fret,
                   we are a sure bet
    to balance each other like lox and cream cheese.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to “the sky leans”

  1. Debi says:

    “The sky leans on sun’s shoulders.” Love that and the limerick ” to balance each other like lox and cream cheese.” So cute


  2. Rall says:

    Don’t forget the scoop of caviar on top.


  3. Misky says:

    Adorable limerick!


  4. Sadje says:

    Haha! Perhaps they are.


  5. I love the first one!! And the limerick made me laugh out loud. 😀


  6. Leyde Ryan says:

    Very clever indeed!


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