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Cloud Parade
Whimsical clouds dancing merrily by
In a newly awakened (springtime) twilight sky.
Seem to be calling out to me:
Stop for a moment and just BE!!
Pause for a moment or two, I do,
With ever the slightest hesitation.
Intrigued by Mother Nature's invitation
To enjoy this cumulo-nimbus celebration.
Lay me down in the cool, wet grass.
Deciding not to let this moment pass.
Kick off my pointy shoes.
Thinking I've got nothing to lose?
Look up into the sleepy sky.
Watch a bevy
Of whispy clouds drift by.
The sky's eyelids grow heavy,
As oranges and reds give way
To transcendent hues
Of ever-deepening shades of blues.
Playful clouds hop, jump and skip.
Pause and bite my lower lip ...
As childhood emotions stir.
Memories of simpler days.
Remember how we used to play?
Or has it now become a blur?
What do you see?
I see a sailboat, a dancing butterfly.
A bluebird, a whispering willow tree.
Azure gives way to indigo, while
Clouds drift off to peaceful sleep.
Mystery and magic arise from slumber.
Leaving me alone ...
Reclined in the cool,
Nighttime grass
Filled once again with a
Childhood sense of wonder.
@Copyrighted Poem, 2011. All Rights Reserved: Michelle C. of whatplanetareyoulivingon.blogspot.com
P.S. If you LOVE clouds and want to be truly inspired check out the Clouds365 Project at Clouds365 Project.
Whimsical clouds dancing merrily by
In a newly awakened (springtime) twilight sky.
Seem to be calling out to me:
Stop for a moment and just BE!!
Pause for a moment or two, I do,
With ever the slightest hesitation.
Intrigued by Mother Nature's invitation
To enjoy this cumulo-nimbus celebration.
Lay me down in the cool, wet grass.
Deciding not to let this moment pass.
Kick off my pointy shoes.
Thinking I've got nothing to lose?
Look up into the sleepy sky.
Watch a bevy
Of whispy clouds drift by.
The sky's eyelids grow heavy,
As oranges and reds give way
To transcendent hues
Of ever-deepening shades of blues.
Playful clouds hop, jump and skip.
Pause and bite my lower lip ...
As childhood emotions stir.
Memories of simpler days.
Remember how we used to play?
Or has it now become a blur?
What do you see?
I see a sailboat, a dancing butterfly.
A bluebird, a whispering willow tree.
Azure gives way to indigo, while
Clouds drift off to peaceful sleep.
Mystery and magic arise from slumber.
Leaving me alone ...
Reclined in the cool,
Nighttime grass
Filled once again with a
Childhood sense of wonder.
@Copyrighted Poem, 2011. All Rights Reserved: Michelle C. of whatplanetareyoulivingon.blogspot.com
P.S. If you LOVE clouds and want to be truly inspired check out the Clouds365 Project at Clouds365 Project.
2 comments:
"unless you have faith as a child...you will never see the kingdom" Beautiful tribute to your daughters.
Thank you, Lorely for taking the time to read and comment. So true what you say. Peace, my friend.
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