Thoughts Clothed Poem by Liam ó Comáin

Thoughts Clothed



From the womb
of my being
poems form

Coloured
flecks of an
Irish dawn
between
each stanza

Thoughts clothed
in the words
of a human tongue
green and white
orange and more

Spiralling through
creation in tune
with the rhythm of
the stars twinkling
in the beyond

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