I SING OF CLOUDS - Poetry Phil Brown, Writer, Journalist, Brisbane, Australia

Poetry

I sing of clouds
Wind and rain.

I sing of love
Glory and defeat.

So many things
Can endear themselves
To the open heart.

You can make a song
From wood
Or cans
Or blood.

You can sing in traffic
Or under some bridge
If it suits you.

But make it good,
Make it hearty.

I sing of clouds
Wind and rain ...

And the coming
Of darkness.

by Phil Brown

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