Rainy ends flurried from the north wind
The horizon's soft sunny veneer has disappeared
Viridian planet cries for a slow demise
But for its calm and rest, I wished to sleep
My cosmonautic mind explores the abridged
Rainbows and golden treasure yonder deep
Skies of grey, to no transparent cause today,
Azure soul to drift, charcoal skies to keep;
Wispy and steep, those cotton clouds, I ask, why do you weep?
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake
