Red Sky

Author | Ann Christine Tabaka

Red skies, blue promises
I remember you
when the lilacs were in bloom,
you held out your hand
I was lost in your history
of castles and white knights,
begging for another caress,
only to be discarded
Dragged through the darkness
like a frightened child,
the ocean called to me by name
I answered with a sigh
Like so many dandelion seeds
I was scattered adrift,
nothing left to give,
but a red sky

About the Author | Ann Christine Tabaka lives in Delaware.  She is a published poet and artist. She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats.  Her most recent credits are The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, Metaworker, Raven Cage Ezine, RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Indiana Voice Journal, Halcyon Days Magazine, and The Society of Classical Poets.

*(a complete list of publications is available upon request)

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