Sky Fish

I always see fish and whales in the clouds. It's fun, really. There's a whole ocean up there.

Feeling like doing something

I feel like going outside and doing something, but it's already 10:30 at night, and I have to go to bed.  Oh, the dilemma. This always happens in the Summer, come to think of it. But it's Spring. I'm just waiting for a blue sky with white clouds.

Dusk

My favorite time of all is dusk. I love the colors, and I love the feeling of calm that comes with the setting of the sun. The slip of time between day and night; when the city lights turn on like a million stars. Around each of those stars are planets; around each of those lights are people. Each person holds a thousand stories just waiting to be whispered like a bed-time lullaby. The indigo sky waiting for it's stars. It only stays a few minutes. The last twittering of the birds, the smell of a sweet rainy breeze. A gentle caress away from life; a rift in time. Timeless. My favorite time of all.

Letter to the sky

Is a paper airplane a letter to the sky?

Underwater Girl

Sleep deprived, yawning, tears of tire-dom. I fell asleep in class with my back to the wall, head up and down. I placed a chain of thoughts and visualization in my dozing dream, and when I opened my eyes I was replaced in another reality. I walked out of there without thinking of other people, and looked at the cloudy overcast over the sky; like a clean gray quilt spread over the expanses, not giving a single hint to blue underneath. It's raining, and just by remembering it, I still feel underwater.

Sky-Sound

Not that I've watched this movie, but I heard this song, and I felt it move. Why am I such a fan of sky-sounding soundtracks? Oh, maybe it's because that was my first day-dream story. A sky-world with lots and lots of humongous flying birds and winged machinery, and legends involving magic. I really should finish writing that. Or at least figure out what I'm going to do with it. I'm not going to let it die into a regret like old leaves that used to be wishes.

White Sea

It's a sea of white outside. Even at night. I can see from my window almost as clear as day, maybe even clearer because I look out the windows more at night. The sky did show some blue yesterday, but it's back to being it's white like the piles of snow outside. All white, white, white.

Sky Gate

This song reminds me of Summer. It was so cold today, that my fingers felt numb in their gloves. I always wish for Winter in the Summer, and Summer in the Winter. Indecisive, aren't I?

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Autumn Sky

Thunderstorm in Autumn, makes me feel poetic. What's your favorite color of the sky?
Is it:

Amber?
Dark chocolate?
baby blue?
Night?
After Rain?
Gray overcast?
violet?
salmon?
soft pink?
desert orange?

Or something you can't define?