March 25, 2008

daysleeper.



the other day
outside our window
the sky was white and the clouds
blue

indifferent
slightly bitter
independent
and through our recumbent honesty

we discovered why we sometimes cry

and why inside
the clouds aren't always white.

2 comments:

Trudy said...

im liking the poetry. very beautiful m'dear.
xxx

G.R. said...

xxxx love you