Turn The Next Page- The Clouds Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Turn The Next Page- The Clouds

Turn the next page- the clouds
Are black in the face
That presages storm and chill
The clouds were noisy
But today stand silent
It was time for breathing
It was like blood-letting
The lightning sits still on the mountain
All this makes me sad
All this makes me broken hearted,

Tuesday, April 2, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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