The Clouds Above

​Clouds
Need I say anymore poetry
Just look in the sky
Crescent moon by and by
Suns everywhere to other galaxies.

Tide rolls in
My mood changes 
To a set pattern 
In and out
The beat, the notes in arrays.

Wind in my hair
Curls and beaty
Whisp around and around
Naked in the sheets
She whispers to him.

Husbands and wives
Natural setting 
For life
Love that lasts
Complicated not easy love.

A song in the field
A torrent of rain
A cloud
A star
The wind.

She tries to stand tall for him
But the roots are buried
The dove fails to fly
The eagles then arrive
She grows towards the clouds - up.