Clouds

Sometimes when clouds cover the sky
there is no wind to blow.
Like a soft cloak the grey clouds lie
above the sea quite low.

You try to catch a glimpse of blue
but seldom you succeed.
And on the boat your sailing crew
from boredom starts to read.

But in a storm the clouds rush past
so that clear sky is seen,
movement on board becomes real fast
until all sails stand clean.

I would prefer a middle way
of a mild breeze, blue sky,
and not the hectic storm with spray
but sunshine bright and dry.

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Wonderful pictures by artists or photography are the key to poems about man in general, nature and environment in general. Themes: humour, society, animals, the sea, emotions and how to cope with them.

Autorin: Anne Reimerdes
Taschenbuch: 68 Seiten
ISBN-13: 978-1724661913
Erschienen: 3. August 2018

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