To the clouds

Cherry

By alexwritings

Wed, 23 Aug 2017
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4 comments
 
You,
 
white steam
gliding through the Smurf-blue sky
 
soft as milk
or a cat's gentle blink.
 
Floating             
like one long quivering violin note
 
you lag up our windowpanes
with cotton.
 
Stay. Please, don’t let this peacefulness escape!
Fine, if you must go
 
take back this calm.
No, it’s yours, I insist –
 
carry it wherever you go
the mindfulness of your white skin
 
the nimbus-wisdom.
Go correct someone else
 
on what they think they know. 
Certificate U
Poem
With the odd rumble of thunder
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Comments

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Beautiful metaphors. Quite an abstract poem it makes one think.

 

Submitted by alexwritings on

Thanks ! 

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Very original. You certainly have talent &&

 

Submitted by alexwritings on

Thanks! Kind of you to say :)