mood according to the weather

Impossible Blue

The Sky's impenetrable blue

How unfair

For I know the cloud and dusty brown is not far removed

It beckons me to play

I cry

Never longing for rain or dark shadows

Still, injured from the pain that comes

With feeble optimism

Change comes about with blue

But waiting for the day when blue dries out

Just as green leaves fall

All colors turn

My limpid blue eyes so clear as a river

Now frequent blurred sight

Now tainted green

Something you enjoy

Not for long

Turn for better for worse

The turning will come
And I'm supposed to enjoy the incessant blue sky