Blue Sleeping Gown

Under a trembling Dark shadow of pain I am gathering Cloud and cloud again   From the lost ocean From the gone river Is my collection From the spent shiver   In the dried petals In the closed chapters Sit those pink signals Debris of copters   From clouds I collect I look for some rain That would resurrect The bird in my vein   Let the cloud break down Let the pain-ice melt Let blue sleeping gown Get the breath I felt __________________________ 23 August 2016 For ‘Five Rhyming Stanza’s-5-only – Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Broken Wings