the blue sky chased
great Stone Mountain
out of the cloudscape

and back into the
land where she thought
he, by rights, belonged

thereby keeping the
enameled space
claimed as her own
inviolate as set forth
in the agreement made
long ago with gravity

which permitted passage
to the winged, the blown,
the cloud, rain, lightning
and the mad, for whom
she had a special fondness

considering the price payed
for such a brief embrace
of her periwinkled blue.