Orange, Blue, and Pink

photo and poem by blueshorts

The sky is orange blue and pink
The air is crisp and cold
I run and think

A silvery moon begins to sink
The morning sun is not yet bold
The sky is orange blue and pink

My eyes still blurry, begin to blink
My mind awaking to a day still untold
I run and think

Big brown oaks begin to creak
As I move swiftly up and down the dark green nold
The sky is orange blue and pink

Although as lead my legs long to sink
On to my destiny I must grab hold
I run and think

From the road ahead I dare not shrink
As yet unscripted, this bright new day does me enfold
The sky is orange, blue, and pink
I run and think