Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Poem 87: Colors the Clouds Are

all the colors the clouds are
muted watercolor washes 
easing memories into place
to a time before knowing,
wanting, having,
and losing an inch here 
and there, but for the grace
of silver slipping and 
pooling in puddles 
in the sky, reflecting
all the colors the clouds are

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six