Eight-line Poems 2

Muted

Muted

The skies disguised
their fabled blue
in cloudy grey baptised
the sun now masked
from breaking through
with leaden shadows cast.

The world’s a softer quiet place
in misty day’s embrace.


Line count: 8
Rhymed abacbc dd
For Express It In Eight, 04.01.25
Prompt: Write about disguise.