Patchwork Sky -

after Georgia O'Keeffe

Crazy paving in the sky

A patchwork made of cloud

A grass bank as a pillow

Here hidden from the crowd

I sense O’Keeffe beside me

I’ve Georgia on my mind

With this celestial canvas

I’m sure her paints she’d find

Immersed in meadow sweetness

Of butterflies and bees

And far off in the distance

My Clevedon cupped in trees.