Poem number 1. Which I emailed to Hazel. Shes read it, but no reply about it.

Title - Sky
A glimpse through a car window fleeting
of blood-red sky
not soft sunset red
but sullen, menacing crimson
blood-red, ruby-red, angry.

A sliver of sky on the far horizon
above yonder rolling hills
is there so defined and clear
so full of meaning and clarity,
yet when the view is seen once more
the sky is grey and darkening.

Is this a portent of things to come
of half-seen hopes and hidden danger ?
of truth and lies and doubt,
glimpsed on lifes horizon
but like the sunset sky, never to bee seen again ?