Ophelias Skies

We might wonder

what wonders and tribulations, might lay in store

upon this canvas

of one Autumnal day.. that called

We might all share

our views

of Ophelia's passing sweep

From the

warming seas

of Mother Earth

Perhaps, this industrial time, will see hurricane winds endlessly weep

The sky lays overcast

bellowing yellow golden light

rooms now full of endless dusk, early shadows

lit by tinted yellow, such gilded sights

Lights fall quietly, through sepia windows

the coming early night

as people pause to wonder

this ominous, calling, evening sight

Outside swirls -

a sky of Saharan airborne dust

and ashen clouds from Iberian forest fires

the sun burns red, in silent hidden clasp

As if, a poet then said, a painter had painted this mysterious day

this sky, this glowing light, might have meaning, a few did whisper, as they did say..

a grey, yellow, golden day

©Jason Christopher 2017

a distant hurricane's ominous nearby skies, ~3-30pm, 16th Oct

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