Spring Clouds Poem by Michael Roach
Spring Clouds
beauty sadness fill me
moving to fast
like the blooming leaves
memories faint
red misty hollow glow
misty looking ahead unclear orchid's soft beauty
I’m earth tones and the smell of spring
river close blue with vapor trails of blue haze
clay ball to be worked
hands loving
hands acting angry distant
jellyfish shaped
gelatinous
breaths pink spots fill
the spaces unthought.
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