The Day the Sky Bled Poem
One day the sky bled.
That was all it took.
It dripped into her turned up eye.
Contaminated by a higher purpose.
Driven by a freedom that was never hers.
The dull gossip over glasses of red wine no longer enough.
Possessed by a life so much bigger than her own.
She became more than herself that day.
That day that the sky bled.