Clouds Poem by Bill Cantrell
Clouds
Love is a cloud,
With outstretched wings,
A flower surrounded,
With thorns and weeds
Oh how the wind,
Has carried its hopes
Climbs through a window,
From a lowered rope
Life and death,
Flirt with a kiss
Soberness is daylight,
Drying the mist
In all of life's roads,
Winding they be,
I find myself chasing,
The cloud with the wings
" Oh how the wind, Has carried its hopes Climbs through a window, From a lowered rope" Wow...amazing poetry which flows so easy from the pen of a very talented writer. I am always delighted after reading your poems. Love is always worth chasing! :)
Thru all my love travels Trying to find answers To what, love is Yours is the most Original and different Of all. Filled with poetic Imagination, So well, captured, In such, A wonderful poem Like this! Full marks and ++
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5/7/2024 4:17:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What an ever so beautiful, enchanting poem! .. Filled with beauty, nature and heart intertwined! .. True poetry! .. Very lovely! .. Thank you so much for sharing this! .. Definite 5++++++++......