Poem: Somewhere In My Distances

Somewhere in my distances...
equatorial waters lull me
as I reach for an icicle point
to write on the grey sky...
My soul hangs diffuse...
over the temporarily pink trees
... charcoal and cocoa coloured roof tops...
Mind girding I grope
for the spark in the grey
I have said for so long
is always available...
My sunny day words
ripple around my shrouded head
reminding me how like quick silver
we dreamers are...
running here then there
when the sun shines...
but saving nothing...
for a rainy day............