The
Dance Of The Clouds
Swirling
around, high spirited,
The clouds begin their dance,
first slowly like a waltz,
then into a twist.
They form into a deadly mass.
On what small communities will
they wreak havoc.
What churches will they wipe out.
Will they dance all night,
while twirling about.
Using the earth as a dance floor.
How many towns will be left
in disaster,
and lives with extra chores.
Will it ever be their last dance,
or will there always be more.
Mary Anne
Crowe
Hai Ca^u Ho?i
"Ta la` ai ?" nhu* ngo.n gio' sie^u hi`nh
Ca^u ho?i hu* vo^ tho^?i nghi`n ne^'n ta('t
"Ta vi` ai ?" khe~ xoay chie^`u gio' ba^'c
Ba`n tay ngu*o*`i tha('p la.i trie^.u cho^`i xanh.
Che^' Lan Vie^n
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