Capturing Clarity

Thu, 01/26/2017 - 21:59 -- jakayob

Transparent like rain drops, and frozen like dew on a petunia,

yet as incoherent as the mud sloshing below my feet.

The clouds look upon thee with a reproachful gloom,

because even they see thee swinging in a tree.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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