On the Sky

- Excerpts from Some Things That Stay by Sarah Willis -

Straight above our heads the sky stays blue, the blue of that particular day;
light blue, cerulean blue, French ultramarine.

Just after the sun sets there are bolts and streaks of brilliant color reflected on clouds like oils fresh from a tube.

There are times, though, when the sky just goes dark, without the grand showcase of colors, as if it is in a lousy mood and doesn't feel like pleasing anymore. I like those skies too, the drama of night falling without the rose-colored pretensions.

A beautiful sunset is the day taking a bow.