So this is my entry into the ManifestoPoem compition, It's that great, but like my Grandma used to say, If you never give it a go how will you ever know? So this is my poem... Enjoy! (8)
The Sky’s reflection
Mother of Pearl,
Like something out of this world.
Indigo and violets,
Moving quickly like fighter pilots.
Pink Blossom and Red rose,
And every colour created goes.
Blues and Aquamarines,
Secret treasures gleam.
More beautiful than the Aurora,
Because it’s so much purer.
Like a perfect picture painting,
But humanity is tainting.
Because of our nature of destruction,
We will never ever save the sky’s reflection.
