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423rd Weekly Poetry Contest winner: The Clouds For Little Mirco

by JP Davies

Lie here little Mirco and look
up at the sky, look at the clouds
forming, the shapes they make.

The steadfast cloud will break
and reveal the moon hidden all along,
adrift and ancient in all of that blue.

Follow the vapour trail
of the aeroplane across blue sky,
to the window I wave back from

to you, waving thousands of feet below;
blue sky quickens its vapours
until cloud fills the eye like sleep.

Look at the shapes they make, little Mirco-
of everyone you will ever meet,
of everywhere you will ever go.

Published in 'The Cannon's Mouth'

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