feeling graylike the weather;
blue like a puddle
reflecting sky;
lavender like the
back of a beach sunset
when dark rays of cloud shot from the sun
and dark clouds were in front of light clouds, or
the other way around; it was impossible
to tell; the wind blew
fresh salty and cold
as I walked with my aunt.
In our silences I thought
of limes; in dusky light
even the grass was blue;
but there were flickers
of a bright liminal green
just behind my eyes.