Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

Endless Blue

The sky is lonely today.
A stretch of endless blue
without a voice.

No clouds drifting
to break the silence.
No birds to sketch
their zig-zag paths.

It is the kind of blue
that does not comfort.
Wide and watching.

It presses down.
Too perfect.
Too vast.

The sun a distant symbol
doing little to offer warmth.
Spilling light like someone
who has already left.

Below, the earth fidgets.

Leaves curl.
Shadows pace.
Waiting for something
to interrupt a sky
with nothing to hold in it

…except unspoken longing

By Sarah © 2025

W3 Prompt #175:Wea’ve Written Weekly

19 thoughts on “Endless Blue”

  1. Sarah, your opening line drew me straight in. I was reminded of the vast blue skies over the Australian deserts where I once travelled—lonely skies indeed. Your imagery is stark and effective: the sky not as comfort but as pressure, absence, and longing. I especially liked “Spilling light like someone who has already left”: it’s a striking way to convey distance and detachment. Your closing lines gather unease into something quietly haunting.

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