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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CLOUDS, by O. J. BOWLES
First Line: Clouds always seem such helpless things
Last Line: With fragile hands of rain.
Subject(s): Clouds
First Line: Clouds always seem such helpless things
Last Line: With fragile hands of rain.
Subject(s): Clouds
Clouds always seem such helpless things
When slapped by wind across the skies,
Or torn to feathery flecks and strings
If winds blow counterwise.
And anyone, observing, sees
With something that is almost pain
Their reaching down at roofs and trees
With fragile hands of rain.
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