In
Pink
- -
The morning over McGonigal's roof
The sky
A savannah tree grows high
In the grey
Flags on the street are just awake
A flutter in the flowers
On the hill up to the big church
Color in the overcast
Color in the steeple
Blue on the horizon
On the sunrise
The water is breathless like the leaf
Breathless
As the mauve house across the street
Becomes
More
Pink
Hope
For
This
Day
& its sailors
Their hands strong on the calm
The
Paper
Charts
To
The
Sun
& the Cadieux pretty light
This stillness of a mixed morning sunrise
Blues & darks
Then the shadow paintings come &
The
Painters the poets the gardeners
They make
The flowers in the world