CloudsA Poem by SimonThePoet
We watch in awe and gently sigh
As they torment us from the sky And bring with them a looming threat Of making hopeful spirits wet Without a glance they amble by Caring not for you & I We live beneath their iron reign And have to weather their disdain We feign consent and bow our heads And wrap our naked skin in threads I paint a landscape where they're gone And fill my lungs to blow them on © 2015 SimonThePoet |
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