The bright white clouds against the blue
are moving slowly, passing through.
Their shadows cast upon the ground
move slowly too without a sound.
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Nice Ivor! I also wait for skies unbroken blue, to lift me up to start anew! (10) !
True It's always better with a bit of blue, grey seems to take all the color from the world and leave it that miserable hue...
I don't like when the day is grey So we both shared something that we don't like
Hi Ivor, What an incredible poem. The days are never Gray in October. They are always blue and beautiful. It is my favorite month of the year. This is one of my favorite poems, by you. Brilliant and Beautiful Poetry, Ivor.....