the sky as my canvas –
the clouds as my inspiration
the endless possibilities
as the sky hands down
the sun
into the sea
sky gets its fingertips wet –
sun –
slides underneath –
all fades to black

Morning. Hope you are all doing ok. Found this little poem in a word document. Getting dressed for a day of doing nothing. Please, if you do enjoy my poetry head over to my Patreon, where you can find lots of my other poems. Thanks for reading. What are your plans for today?
hotel life is a hand-made 60 page book of small poems containing observations of things that happen in and around hotels. I still have some copies left to sell, £5 if you would like one.
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Thank you!