Poetry: Where Clouds Meet Road

“And the stars falling cold,

And the smell of hay in the snow, and the far owl

Warning among the folds, and the frozen hold

Flocked with the sheep white smoke of the farm house cowl

In the river wended vales where the tale was told”

-Dylan Thomas: “A Winter’s Tale”

Where Clouds Meet Road

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There where clouds meet road,

Where they kiss their impossible love.

That exact spot where rainbows

Embrace grass, where stars swim,

And sun drowns?

There we shall meet, we will jump,

We will kiss, we will feel our arms

Holding each other.

And we will be happy.