Clouds Of Thought

Poets must give expression to thoughts that fill his mind

The clouds of thought that covered my mind,

Oft bringing tears of joy where they fell.

They seem at times so heavy laden

That their release must fall when they swell.



For my mind can not contain them

For more than a night, they must escape.

There on the canvas of dawn they thrive,

Mingled with other words, they come alive.