Morning


bled into
night turning
white billowy
clouds
into the powdered
and rouged
cheeks
of antiquated
ladies
the midnight
blue
of the
western sky
turned
a plum
purple
by the
orange
sunlight
as the sun
crested
the ridge
above my
house
petals of
sunflower
sunlight
streaked
the rooftops
making them
turn
to
gold