It hits me sometimes, out of the blue,
that even the sky catches fire
sometimes, that even these hills
are not immune to change.
The skip of a stone,
a rippled pool;
the beauty
that is
you.
This week’s submission brought to you by the yeah write poetry slam, where I learned all about nonets.
Christine Hanolsy 
“..even the sky catches fire.” – If I could just frame the imagery of that. Sometimes words can be so shockingly beautiful all over again no matter how long you play around with them.
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All the images in this are beautiful, and the rhyme of “you” and “blue” ties the poem together in a way that feels reassuring against the changes you describe.
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I love the way ‘blue’ and ‘you’ wrap around this visual nonet. Wonderful!
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This is simply beautiful! ***
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Lovely, from the blue to the sky, the stone and ripple, so much visual packed in. I like the rhyme as well; it lets us pause on the “that is” before resting on the “you.”
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Gorgeous nonet! There is a lot of beauty in the world, in people. We should celebrate it more often.
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What a great description of arresting but temporary beauty. I loved that the first and last lines rhymed – there was a great sense of balance in the subject matter and form.
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Maybe I shouldn’t admit this, but the rhyme was unintentional! After I wrote it I hemmed and hawed but finally decided to leave it. I’m glad it worked for you!
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