"Unsettled" by Cindy O'Quinn


It’s when you look up and see

a painting draped across the sky

hanging there just above the trees.

There is a shift in the wind,

and the clouds that were strung together

have now been torn apart.

Held in place

for a short while

long enough for you to enjoy.

Little Blue was there,

but only briefly,

and I saw his beauty.

Like the shifting wind

he was unsettled,

and therefore took his end.

Cindy O'Quinn is the author of the novel, Dark Cloud on Naked Creek, and the collection of poetry, Return to Graveyard Dust.

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