Cloudy Skies and Parking lot Lights
Basically in this poem i was going for the idea of living in the city. How society has somewhat died in its values of simpler things and has overcast the beauty of nature with steel and artificial life.
Cloudy Skies and Parking lot Lights belongs to the following groups:
RedBubble The City“Mother, tell me stories of when the sky was black, laced with diamonds that shined forever.”
That was long ago when the sky was untouched by light. A time I loved that lives no more.
Now a neon orange cast those diamonds into the shadows of light, Buried by the artificial sun, With no need for the moon, he hides, never to be heard from.
I long to hear his sweet song. the song that i slept to when i was a child, a song that soothed my pain.
But now doctors just give me morphine, Now he’s become the silent child, forgotten, living in the shadow of the sun.
An emerald forest seems so distant from our reality, With ruby roses and jade trees nestled softly as one.
I look out the window and see no emerald forest, but a steel maze of gray. The mangled rock and iron swaying in the breeze.
Pearls fall from the sky, their impurities our blemishes. Every cloud a reminder. Coloured with dirt, blood and destruction.
Louise Kuskovski
I’m a true believer that our environment colors our emotions and leaves an imprint on our memories. This is a beautiful and complex sentiment.