Clouds of beauty
Drifting soundlessly
Going with the current
Effortlessly, endlessly
Billowing and plumping
Capturing radiant sunlight
Fluffing spacious pillows
Reaching cool fresh heights
Dispersing into a filmy veil…
Parting is remarkably slow
Revealing a sunset palette…
Wisps await the moon's glow
12/29/07
I can see you watching the clouds with this splendid imagery that you have portrayed with your words. A captivating piece Theresa.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Sometimes I think I could make a life of just watching the sky Thanks for this poem.