A Blue-Chrome Sky | An Israeli Poem - 27 December, 2025 A blue-chrome sky The rain, or rather the on-and-off deluge, has polished the skies to a bright chrome. Large clouds strive to hide our solid sun but the light pace like a hidden metronome Flood-filled grays tried its best to reign But the blue would often glow through Or at least sent a few bright rays Turning the storm clouds a lighter hue Dark and charcoal and ash-grey colours With loud noise and scary-looking shadows Eventually fracture over our ancient hilltops In Israel the melody of light never stops. Flood-filled grays tried its best to reign But the blue would often glow through Or at least sent a few bright rays Turning the storm clouds a lighter hue In Israel the melody of light never stops Zichron Yaakov, 27 December, 2025
A Blue-Chrome Sky | An Israeli Poem - 27 December, 2025
A blue-chrome sky
The rain, or rather the on-and-off deluge,
has polished the skies to a bright chrome.
Large clouds strive to hide our solid sun
but the light pace like a hidden metronome
Flood-filled grays tried its best to reign
But the blue would often glow through
Or at least sent a few bright rays
Turning the storm clouds a lighter hue
Dark and charcoal and ash-grey colours
With loud noise and scary-looking shadows
Eventually fracture over our ancient hilltops
In Israel the melody of light never stops.
Flood-filled grays tried its best to reign
But the blue would often glow through
Or at least sent a few bright rays
Turning the storm clouds a lighter hue
In Israel the melody of light never stops
Zichron Yaakov,
27 December, 2025
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