Tuesday, June 16, 2009


The other new poem mentioned in my previous post. It incorporates two recent "fragments" and may add more.

Cloud Suite

One small cloud floats over
white smudge on otherwise
perfect sky I watch it
drift beyond sight
edges fraying.

Lightning nibbles around
the edges of sky above
the buildings but farther
down the street the moon
glows faint behind
a shred of clouds.

I seem to have developed an obsession with clouds. Though perhaps not as great as these people:
The Cloud Appreciation Society.

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Anonymous splendid said...

isn't it funny the things that catch our eyes over and over...
i really enjoy your words
thank you so much for sharing

8:19 AM  
Blogger Greg said...

Thank YOU so much for reading and responding so kindly!

9:23 AM  

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