Here’s another poem I recently wrote, plus a photo I took in 2021:
Blue
Forget me not
blue silk sky
of forgiveness
of acceptance into the realm
of all imperfect creation:
the blue of birds’ flight
our sadness held by the sky
reflected back to us
to the lost blue sound
of the heart of the land
beneath the city
to the seekers of death
to the dreamers
and
to the builders
of regeneration.
–Lily S. May, 2025
Arts of May 