sky is sun-shrouded
as birds rustle above trees
rib me not, in cotton nor fur
cool air is light on my brows
cloud me not, in rain nor fog
i'll climb until i fall
with rust-orange hues
embracing distance
between certainty
& red river
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - a 44 word post with the word - CLOUD. Hosted by Kim M. Russell ~ Happy Thanks giving to my Canadian friends ~ We are having a cool sun-dappled autumn day !
