• Gary Hunter

It's Clouds - April 2, 2022

it’s clouds I dislike

when my soul is cold

and hope must search

in their shadows


it’s clouds I need

to force a houseclean

or at least reduce the dust

on my library of regrets


it’s clouds I browbeat

if they come close

while the bright light of joy

is tanning my heart


it’s clouds with rain I love

so I can be alone with a

dry head poking around

my attic of feelings


It’s clouds and lives

who wander lost

under a single sky

that petition the sun

for what they need

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