Untitled, original poem #77

those clouds
those swift
 indifferent
  rushing clouds

did they record
 that bygone name
imprint it in raindrops
brush its syllables
 up mountains
  over oceans
to wander
 with the winds of time

does his dying breath
 still linger in my air

those clouds
those silent
 roaring
  clouds



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Author: Transdimensional Poet

Poet, Transdimensional explorer, fisherman.

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