Behind Every Cloud

As the dragon roared across the sky
It seemed to grow another eye
Hiding from the dragons flame
I could see a lady, head bowed in shame

She lifted her arms as in supplication   
Holding them up for the duration
The dragon roared past the lady of shame
Ignoring her plea and let loose his flame

We waited to see if a champion would come
And deal the dragon a blow 
If he did would the dragon succumb?
These things we need to know

To the side she fell and rolled away
It was then a dolphin came out to play
It leapt and swam before our eyes
These wondrous shapes that filled our skies

I held my breath spellbound for sure
My little nephew wanting more
He pointed out a cat with no tail
And I saw a racing car growing a sail

The show was over the clouds turned grey
Another shower on our summer day
The stories it told for the morning so grand
As my little nephew held onto my hand

The magic of the clouds above
The ever changing scene they play
So much amused and fascinated us
We will be back to watch another day

© GG 15/08 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Horsman Avatar
March 26, 2015 at 4:37 PM
here again Mandy, having just seen this on your site,,and i have read it before,,, yet like your clouds your poetry is magic,,,more people here on soup, could learn so much from reading what you write
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
March 27, 2015 at 3:23 AM
Hi there thanks I think my new version on my site is just that bit better though xx
Peterson Avatar
December 10, 2013 at 12:20 AM
What simple pleasures as this that seem to have vanished, replaced by game consoles, tablets and smart phones--children having crises when the power fails and never thinking to go outside and enjoy just looking at the clouds. Well writeen.
Horsman Avatar
December 2, 2013 at 12:55 PM
Oh, this is amazing poetry Mandy, holding one from the very start till the end. The magic of the clouds may be ever changing, but your poetry, just goes from strength to strength,,just love this's
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