Denim Sky
by Doug McHargue
On the trail you wear blue jeans
and a deep yellow tee
the color of fall leaving.
Ahead of us a yellow leaf
floats against the denim sky
and you say it’s you
if you’d been thrown to heaven
but were spiraling back down
and I say I didn’t know
you were so poetic
and neither did I know
you love would always be
a leaf, mid-air.
Wild Goose Poetry Review 
That is a great job, Doug. I’m impressed. That’s a deep poem. Very visual that continually turns and makes you want more.