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December 6: "If I Were to Paint the Sky" by Lila Page



If I Were to Paint the Sky

I would start at night.

At the darkest hour,

With no moon.


I would slam black paint

Onto the empty canvas,

Jabbing my brush

Across the bottom edge.


I would let the tears dry,

And then I would add stars.

Brief, fleeting glimmers of hope,

Slowly erasing the darkness.


Twilight creeps into dawn,

Rich mauves fading into dusty pinks

As the sunlight kisses the open, green fields.


If I were to paint the sky,

I would start with the creamy blues

Of a snowy winter morn,

Thin white clouds drifting by.


My footsteps crunch

In the freshly-fallen frost,

Quickly erased by dashing snow.


If I were to paint the sky,

I would paint an indigo thunderstorm

Over roaring waves

And salty waters.


A ship is tossed among the strong currents,

Unable to stay balanced on the turbulent waters.

Far too often, dreams sink

And we are drowned in reality


If I were to paint the sky,

I would start with the fresh robin’s egg

Of a summer day,

With lazy rivers and the dull hum of insects.


I would paint a blueberry pie,

Cooling in the open window of a cottage,

Bees and ladybugs resting on the sill.


I would paint a basket of wildflowers,

Hyacinths and daisies, honeysuckle and blue violet

Plucked under the blistering sun

Which shall soon fade into a hazy evening.


But if I were to paint the sky,

I would first paint

The cornflowers that grace

Your shining image.

-Lila Page, freshman


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