Sunday, April 26, 2015

Caroline Johnson: "Blue Sky"

Close the doors.
You’ve already paid your dues.
Light the candles. Breathe
the Lilly of the Valley, the lilacs
in the vase. Reach for a pen.
Take a couple sheets of
parchment paper. Stretch.
Do Chi Gong. It seems obvious,
but sit down. Close your eyes.
Reach into the abyss. Tap into
the divinity, the Oversoul,
the Muse of the Mind. Let
your thoughts spill onto paper.

Let’s pretend you are the newest star.
Rescue your mind from a ditch.
Be aware a certain absurdity attends
outside the door. Awaken.
You are the healing waters.
Close the door, but don’t close
your mind. Come find your
own blue sky.

"Blue Sky" by Caroline Johnson. Text as published in The Prairie Light Review (2012). Presented here by poet submission.

Art credit: "Blue Sky Doors," oil painting on canvas, by Michael Chambers.


  1. This poem is a thing of real beauty and so pertinent to so many lives


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