I wonder why the sky is blue…
All this time I never knew,
Why the sky is blue.
Clouds dot the sky like puffy white ships sailing to distant lands, commandeered by Capt. Wind. A crazed skipper, the Wind is, ramming the other ships with impunity. For when the boats collide, they sink in to each other, like ghosts, harming not the crew, nor the vessel. Peacefully, they slip out of each other’s intimate presence and go their separate ways.
Why is the sky so blue?
All this time I never knew
Why the sky is blue.
Could the sky be blue because- “Um, Will,” my mother interjected, “the sky is blue because the atmosphere scatters the most visible blue light. That is why the sky appears blue to us.”
Oh.
I guess I was wondering loudly.
By Will KImber
All this time I never knew,
Why the sky is blue.
Clouds dot the sky like puffy white ships sailing to distant lands, commandeered by Capt. Wind. A crazed skipper, the Wind is, ramming the other ships with impunity. For when the boats collide, they sink in to each other, like ghosts, harming not the crew, nor the vessel. Peacefully, they slip out of each other’s intimate presence and go their separate ways.
Why is the sky so blue?
All this time I never knew
Why the sky is blue.
Could the sky be blue because- “Um, Will,” my mother interjected, “the sky is blue because the atmosphere scatters the most visible blue light. That is why the sky appears blue to us.”
Oh.
I guess I was wondering loudly.
By Will KImber
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Reid
Nov 21, 2017
On this windy day down by Lake Champlain this poem really struck me -- you've perfectly captured the atmosphere as if you were standing right here, right now! And I love the idea of the clouds as puffy white ships and the wind a crazed skipper. The boats, like ghosts, sinking into each other, peacefully... That's writing! Keep wondering loudly, Will.