Cardinal Colors

Summer Time - Edward Hopper

I stand resolute against the wind
that rushes past me from the north,
cold,
waiting for my ride

To the east, the sky is scratched with three white stripes
To the west, flashes of gold radiate from the hidden horizon

As I head home, safe from the cold in my car,
the wind waxes and wanes a flag outside the window

The sky to the south, changes colors again:
a watercolor of lilacs and lavenders,
a Giverny for Monet in the heavens


Written: 4/27/10