On Orange Sails
On orange sails
across the ocean
of the sky,
towards the land
of lust and rest,
the butterfly
must toil and flail,
must drift and dream –
like you and I…
On orange sails
I still woo you,
my butterfly.
Christina Egan © 2014
Yellow Balloon
The matching dreams of you and me
are mellow streams of scented noon,
are yellow reams of solid silk,
to sew into a huge balloon
and blow it up with double breath
and fire it with blazing love
to sail across the heaving sky –
for us, the sea is not enough!
Christina Egan © 2014
There are more poems and a photograph at Orange Butterflies.
There is now also an anniversary poem about a Red Balloon!
