SKYWATCH
One tends to forget there are layers.
We just look at a 'canvas' sky;
Flat paint on that endless blue
As clouds go drifting by.
But put yourself in a cloud's place!
The streak up above the puff!
In the ether streams of peacefulness;
Underneath a puff of fluff!
And the clouds are endlessly passing
As they roll upon their way.
Not 'ships that pass in the night', maybe;
Just 'clouds that pass in the day.'
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WAY OUT.
The afternoon sun lowered itself onto the tiles.
In the road a car-door slammed.
It was time to go home.
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5 comments:
Love your clouds! What a lovely capture! Hope you have a wonderful weekend, Brenda!
Sylvia
Oh very nice! Love those cloud formations
The haiku is good,too.
Love the clouds and your lovely poems!
Great compositionn.
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