A Troth Off Clouds
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A Troth of Clouds
David J Walker
That’s the thing about a drought
Clinging to any hint that things are about
to change
That clouds will rearrange their
Formations of the fanciful
floating menagerie of imagination
into an apologue of Storm Clouds
or long soaking gentle rains
(I try but fail to remember the smell
Of moisture mixed with earthy dirt
The textures of the mix of mud
That somehow mixed and created
flesh and blood
on Earth as it is in heaven)
That’s the think about a troth of clouds
Ever changing their minds
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2021
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