The heavens became unmade.
Angels pinned back
a bit of the cotton candy-coloured sunset sky
like sheets kicked from a bed
during dream dense sleep
providing observant dreamers
a glimpse of the divine mechanism.
Merry Meet Cuddledumplin. I loved the image that you put in my head. I like how short that you made the poem. I think that if you had said anymore it would have ruined the effect. Great job! I am going to put it on my favorites, ok? Blessed Be Andrea
cotton candy-colored sunset sky that was a cool little line perfectly describe a sky at sunrose to me, i don't know if thats what you meant it for but yeah great little write thanks for sharing Pryncess of Eternity
OK, I've got it under control again. All these comments, with nary a vote? Well, I gave it a 5. I love everything about this poem. If this is not perfection, then it is because my observation is flawed.