Lucid

Head in the clouds 
What does it allow? 
Limitless words 
Unspoken too loud 
Unknown silence found 
As words hit the ground 

Under the cloud 
Shines a silver line 
Asked questions, Oh why? 
Do I have to try? 
Can it be defined? 
Just leave it behind 

Up in the sky 
Lucid clouds so high 
Seek and you will find 
Some joy to unwind 
Never doubt but fly 
Just dream, one more time 


©FRG

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Nove Otto

My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #23: Nove otto

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