A dawn, a sunset, when colour flaunts across the sky and absolutely anything is possible.
I CLOSED MY EYES TO SEE
ochre visions under a blanched moon
feather-edged painted star-frilled
vermilion bangled
embroidered with cobalt
trying for distant maroon
but consigned to be
faintly assuaged by ivory
and papered with coal
here be dragons gilded
silken burnished with beryl
roseate with flame
trumpeted by heralds cherubic
flaunting archangels
through emerald flares
into cyanic waters
where the first whale sounds
amidst rolling opals