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For Cliff (12/3/97)

by Amanda Conlogue

Driving home,
The sun sets on me.

Skies are awash in
Multitudes of crystal blues.

Whale clouds
Let out a cry of mourning.

The headlights
Of oncoming cars
Are clear-bright.

Angel lights,
Guiding the weary


Author's Note: In memory of my grandfather, Clifford Clarke.

Posted on 01/25/2003
Copyright © 2024 Amanda Conlogue

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/14/20 at 03:51 PM

A beautiful piece. Loved the whale clouds mourning and creating something magical with car head lights at night. Congrats on POTD.

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