Yellow, glowing <br />Softness, soothing <br />There...never a sound, <br /> <br />Somewhere between <br /> A cloud and ground <br />Between lips and thought <br /> <br />Somewhere where there is nowhere <br />Somehow when we don't know-how <br />Somewhat of an afterthought <br /> <br />As silently as a whisper <br /> From an owl <br />In the darkest reaches <br /> Of loneliness hidden in the <br />Corners of sorrow, hide tiny tears. <br /> Painful tears <br />Too small to see streaks <br /> Upon those cheeks <br /> <br />The cloud is all fluff, <br /> Vapor and dust <br />Come cloud my memories <br /> Away <br /> <br /> April 1,2002<br /><br />Midnights Voice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clouds-123/
