Hamlet:
Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
Hamlet noticed them in the shapes of clouds
peaceful and white
wheeling riderless
in pale, steady silence
crimson eyes wide
twisting
with moon-hoof rapture
floating loose
each one separate in flight
shining to live
feathering the hope of the day
Horse Feathers
©crisstiena



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