George BernardBloodyShaw - A Loud Cloud

The serenity of my sky
As it passes me by.
Gently flowing
And glowing
Its whites
And at eventide -
Its pinks,
Sometimes red
Methinks
As that sky
Passes by.

The aloud
Comes a cloud.
No serenity.
Just calamity
In my sky.

A storm
Is born
In my quiet life
That WAS banality.
Batten that hatch
And watch
Till that LOUD cloud
Passes me by.

George BernardBloodyShaw

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