The Clouds Break
In the gray
sunlight and blue
spills
out
shining
warmth
in
the
middle
of a winter
day.
Sunset or sunrise
one and the same
Winter Break
Poetry in the elements
About Me
- Lauren Joan
- Milpitas, CA, United States
- Alice: I am a Barred Rock Hen - I lay brown eggs most days, sometimes speckled, sometimes just brown. Joanie B: I am a Gold Laced Wyandotte - I lay brown eggs and I am the boss Chicken of Alice. Laurenjoan: I am a librarian by day, a poet (depending on circumstances and my mood), but a mother all of the time.
2 comments:
Awesome.
Brief but, full of imagery. Nice Poem. It made me feel like a mother's hug, on a day not going so well. Julie
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