Poem: Thinking, Breathing Sitting

Thinking, Breathing, Sitting

Poem by Nicole Black

Left of Zen

                I ponder clouds

That has a hue              orange sherbet

                Dawn

                                Sun        Rise

                                                                Up

And create

Visibility

Of the buildings/roads/cars

Cement and Steel

Well orchestrated manicured trees and shrubs

                Against the blue

                                Still smeared with hints of purple night

                Small planes in early flight

                                Caress my view