Stroking Air

Clouds float in the vaguer shades of grey Stroking air like silk shawls women wear Mauve and lilac ,blue and white today In summer,whispy white clouds wander by Leaving no long shadows on the doors Winter clouds sail in vague shades of grey The sky is most exquisite when light plays Making patterns on the wooden floors Mauve and lilac ,blush, pink, burned chambray Eternal as the sea in Dover Bay Without that marvelled ocean and its roar Winter clouds float vaguely in dark grey The sky conveys no message but a prayer That humans should retaliate no more Mauve and lilac ,yellow as sun strayed Who would act so well as Satan’s whores? Who so harshly, inhumanely, swore? The clouds float by in all the shades of grey Mauve and lilac, sad as words may say Share this: