bright blue

we’ve been waiting for the fog to melt

we’ve been waiting for the ice to lift

we’ve been waiting for the grey to inhale the spring

and breathe

again

we’ve been waiting for the bloom

we’ve been waiting for the shadow lines

between sunlight and shaded corners

we’ve been waiting, waiting, waiting

looking for those puffs

supporting bright blue

skies

and the bowing out of each day

with purple and yellow feelings

keeping the night waiting

waiting, waiting, waiting

by beau