A Piece of Sky

This is supposed to be an "Additive Poem" for Lit. Whatever the hell that means. Enjoy!

I’m going to paint the sky, I tell them

I’ll start with blue

And then add in those puffy white blobs of

Condensed water vapor.

 

Then someone says

That it looks nothing like the sky

They take my brush and paint in

Fleet of planes patrolling the sky

For some unseen enemy of their king.

 

The environmentalist begs to differ

Shouting from atop her leafy perch.

She snatches the brush and slathers on brownish grey

Blobs of yellow and green

Swaths of black that drip onto my hat

And calls it smog.

 

Everyone wants their own piece of sky.

They climb up my ladder and knock me down; they say I’m doing it wrong

Everyone wants their own paint blob

Don’t forget witches on their brooms, shouts a girl in a black cloak

Spaceships for all unrepresented aliens, screams a robot

Blimps and balloons, kites and cats, TARDISes and tornadoes

Everyone wants their own piece of sky.

 

And when they’re finally finished

The sky looks anything but

Even Jackson Pollock on an LSD trip couldn’t make this mess.

Everyone looks up, disappointed at what they’ve done.

The sky is ruined, a trash heap of reality

Everyone wanted their own piece.

 

I’m going to paint the earth, I tell them

I’ll start with blue, then green

And then add in those puffy white blobs of

Condensed water vapor.

I sit back, and draw in a small stick figure on North America

And she is alone, satisfied, and can paint however she wants.

Author's Note

An additive poem is a poem where you add random gibberish until it begins to make sense in some way or other :P
This was actually an old idea I had, and I guess I eventually wrote it.
Is it okay? Does it make sense?

Reviews

[Kim]

Yes this makes sense and it's cute really, enjoyable read.

[master squiggles]

AHAHA this made me smile. :3 YES, it makes sense, in a very odd way... but it does make sense. I get what you were trying to say. LOLIJUSTRHYMED. Anyway. I like this; it's nice♥. That's interesting, I've never heard of an additive poem before... but sakfjasfjh it was still fun to read. And I love ---"I sit back, and draw in a small stick figure on North America, And she is alone, satisfied, and can paint however she wants.---- ♥