blue sky

I have been known to put pen to paper in verse over the years. I will share some of this poetry under a series called 'The incomplete works'. Some are not so good, but here is one of my better ones, I think.


Blue Sky, Why?
Muttered Hermann to himself, in a moment of profound reflection
...or was it introspection.
Light scatters,
whether wave or matter,
at right angles to itself.
(Hermann paused to consider whether light was schizophrenic or just multi-talented)
The shorter waves,
create the blue haze,
projected i/onto the occipital lobe.
...
Blue Sky, Why?
Shrugged Hermann, unsatisfied with such de(con)struction.