I see clearly now
These clouds are what they will be
And I am ageless
Tag Archives: Clouds
Re: Incarnate
Memo to self:
When the sun goes down on all he said
I ask why
The battering continues
That the night, without reason
Brings more questions than respite
Is the very reason
I forsake
The bruises and words of him
This, our second time around
Her Elijah
Who am I if I
Cannot command the clouds
In this
Her hour of need, and summon from them
A hopeful down pouring
A covenant flood
While she, full of sorrow
Knows, at present, only drought?
Outgunned
Is the night all that big
Or does it simply seem as such?
Is it the days, desperate
Cloudbanks looming in the East
That force away any silver-lining hopes?
Is there quiet solace anyplace?
Charged: A Haiku
I imagine we
Summoning dangerously
Electricity
Charter: A Haiku
Give me back my heart
Pretend I didn’t write it
Say it was the clouds
(Olympic Rings; Squaw Valley, Lake Tahoe, CA)
Poems Of Sorts
Should the sounds in your head
Become allies
You would not mind
You would not mind
Befriend them, then
And they’ll leave you
No longer alone
No longer alone
As New
This is a gentle rain, I promise
And it will not drown,
But renew you
Your ghosts
Your clouds
Will linger for their time,
Then be washed away
Ne’er
It's late afternoon
So the clowns have come out
The clowns and their clouds have come out
Juggling the truth
Denying the light
Sure that they'll not lose the fight
I own afternoon
And ev'ning and morn'
In armor, I'm clad to the bone
It's late now, for you
So clowns take your clouds
Back to your faint-hearted home
they say
On my horizon
A distant world
Playing outFuschia
Shifting
ToweringFrighteningly compelling me
Telling me
Only clouds
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