Micro poems

That colour of the sky

When the day has faded

Yet it’s not quite night

I kiss the sky that brilliant blue

I bring that on my lips to you


the rain

the rain

washes away the pain

cleanses spirit pure

soothing healing cure

thank you mother ocean

releasing all emotion



ancient mountain
silent witness
to the passing of the ages
your roots of wisdom run deep
you tower over me
and I am


©2013 Clear Wind Blows Over the Moon


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hap rochelle
    Sep 21, 2013 @ 14:43:07

    Beautiful micropoetry!


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