Genesis of Clouds

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Genesis of Clouds

Died broke and forgotten,
each dream is a phrase in slow motion,
a long sampling of the moon awakened.

Down beneath the turmoil of sixty thousand
million years of not fitting in, we are driven
into the condition of atoms- brittle 
as flat leaf parsley crushed like stoned salt.

Deep in a dream, the mind is the genesis of clouds, 
rising above the same heavy and ponderous
earth where our embryos first plotted to be formed.

George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, the Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in the USA Today, Wall Street Journal, the Atlantic, the Havana Times, the South China Morning Post, the Buffalo News, and more. 

See all his poems on Tea House here.

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