The clouds rain down
On the root
Ending their journey
Along the rainbow road
People are getting ready
To leave
Unpacking their raincoats
From their pockets
Suddenly, zo suddenly
The sun is shining
In every pool
Wild flowers
Open up to the sky
This is the hour
Of eternity
this started With a what if idea about the the cloud/rain cycle
His Cold air
His air spreads out
Fast like in an explosion
Then you hear the sound
His spirit explodes in anger
And you can feel the blast
Of cold air rush past you
So strong is his outburst
That it shocks the air
And it feels cold like a ghost
And you know
That a second later
The chill will touch your very heart
sometimes I feel I can sense when someone is going to be angry
A poet writes
A poet writes
His mature poetry
After the world has imposed
Its rules on him
the rules are the academic rules
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