Surfing the clouds

ruthpartridge30th July 2021Uncategorizedpoetry, storm

Surfing the clouds on the golden edge
Above huge swell of smoke hewn drifts
The sun just dips behind 
Where Icarus are you?
The line of the moor an etched grim 
Line of no response
Ominous in presence
Larger in form
The battle in the skies 
Set.

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