Tuesday, 19 December 2017

2 poems about Clouds.


Clouds.      Anon.

C is for cloud
Crumpled
And Crying
Cumulus
Cirrus
Coverings
                                                                                                      
                                                                               
Clouds by Christina Rossetti.                             
White Sheep, White Sheep                                 
on a blue hill,
When the wind stops
you stand still.
When the wind blows
you walk away slow.
White Sheep, White Sheep.

Where do you go?

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