These quiet grey clouds
Softens my first light of day
-Whispered taste of sun
grey cloud horizon
skating on crystalline sky
birds don’t seem to care
A single footstep
When followed by another
Begins a movement
The wind wailed across the prairie
Giving voice to a darkened sky
Calling to those that seem unwary
Pay more attention to its cry.
Watch the clouds that sail in air
And move from dawn to dark.
Grey mists that shade lights glare
And travel heavens graceful arc.
Feel the earth men glorify
And run through fields of green
Where skies are blue and birds still fly
So much is left unseen.
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #115 Clouds & Sunshine
Wind paints a night sky’s
Silver clouds with sunshine rose
-Lifting our spirit