Poetry by Jeff Green


Deep purple

by cricketjeff on November 9, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Purple now the sky turns dark
From most buildings there’s a spark
Shafts of light where workers toil
Piling up their day’s hard toil.

In the West a deep red glow
Shows where the Sun has sung below
Clouds appear to block the sky
And hide the stars from my questing eye

The week has run a busy course
Final efforts take real force
It’s time I feel to end the day
And head off home on my weary way