Clouds
The clouds, I admire them
Their ability to always create
Always new textures, depth, light and dark
A refreshing beauty our logic negates
They embrace their difference
Exploiting their shadows
As they emphasise their light
They are raw, whole, open, honest
Eyes explore their entirety with delight
Their faults and flaws make them beautiful
It’s as if they know it and exploit our shallow nature
Using nature, against human nature
We blame them but we delight in their absence
And their presence in an endearing equality
A lesson leads from clouds
Perfect imperfections and an obstructive beauty
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I’ve been an avid reader and scribbler for years but only recently started thinking about publishing my work.
I’ve always enjoyed writing and have, since 2008, been producing scripts for theatre as my main focus of writing, but always scribbling poems, songs and short stories for fun, and/or catharsis. I’m also a keen sketcher and sketchnoter.
Scribbles of an insomniac 
Nature is a fine teacher, if only we all heeded its lessons. Nicely-done!
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Very true :). And thank you 😊
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You are welcome 🙂
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