Greetings yet again! This is a poem that I wrote on the 22nd of February 2017, and have since come back to many many times. I was doing archery with a friend when the sky suddenly exploded with color. I literally ran around excitedly and copied down this poem over the span of a thirty minute romp. At the time, I was reading a lot of Gerard Manley Hopkins. Hopkins is a modern poet who used a very strange meter, yet at the same time drawing from ancient Anglo-Saxon meter where they only counted the stressed syllables in the meter. I drew heavily from the poem of his called Pied Beauty, and if you read the poem I think you will see where I got some of my ideas from. Anyways, I hope you enjoy a slightly more structured and meter-filled poem about candy and the sky.
The sky being so soft,
Looks as light as candy floss.
The longer I do sit and ponder
It fills me with a deeper wonder.
Violet, pink, purple too!
Looks as sweet as honeydew.
Lo! The spheres are
Striped with pink!
Red! Blue! Purple too!
The heavens like a crystal lake,
Only a steeple doth dare to break,
Pierced with the cross so true.
Thank you God for striped things.
Every look is passing beauty,
Almost sad to see it leave,
Though I know it will return
Yet still sweeter than before.