2016 -- 8.2 (Spring) Poetry

I Look at the Sky


By: Jesse Leisch


“I Look at the Sky”

Every time I drive

I imagine

Pirate ships or prize winning fish

In those cloudy day sky’s

Those colors mix and match

With different variations of this and that

I imagine

We are under the sea

So deep we couldn’t begin to believe

Remembering the good and bad times

I’ve ever had

But honestly

I look at the sky because it’s beautiful

When seen by me