One Poem at a time

CLOUDS AND TEARS


 

dark clouds

in the sky

so very dark

and very high

if I could fly

i'd quickly

grab hold of  the sky

still I cry

in the darkness

if I had wings

i'd fly straight up

to the sky

be a dark cloud

exploding, emptying

my tears

releasing the darkness

exposing the sun

and me

 

iris yvonne miller