Friday, January 11, 2013

November Clouds





The November sky is draped in feathered clouds,
Each tucking in the setting tender sun;
The dark descends upon the pond, the yard and house.

An overactive mind which it itself assaults—
Depressive thoughts all looped aggressively—
Grasps the puffy, goose-down clouds

And soothing assurance finds a foothold,
A place to rest, to stay the night, to enter sleep
As dark and complete as November evening clouds.

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