A Desperate Hue

A toddler stubbornly refusing to go to bed
Is the setting sun a-flaming; into the blue sky orange bled.
Then when again said sun glimpses Earth in early morning,
It's colours start to pierce your eyes to give you a forewarning
Of the magic and glory the day will bring, if only you will try
To be the oranges, yellows, and reds in life's cold, white, and blue sky.

                                        -c.h.f

Blue

Blue
is a morning sky
and your eyes
glimmering in the sunlight
or a foaming sea
and the two of us splashing
or a child's favourite toy
and your lilting laughter
or the king's suede shoes
and the comfort of you dancing
or the dark night's embrace
and the way I feel without
                          you


                                            -c.h.f