Clouds
Marshmallow clouds in gingerbread dreams;
makeshift skiffs sail cerulean streams.
And tethered to invisible ropes;
they ferry wishes and madcap hopes.
Turquoise rivers flow to aqua seas
where misty landscapes transform with ease.
And mythical monsters roam once more;
lurking in shadows along its shore.
Prodigious plumes span a massive rift;
as mobile mountains begin to drift.
And the purple-painted thunderclouds;
form anvils that lightening enshrouds.
Cotton-candy pink smears a blue sky;
where a scarlet sun has gone to die.
And as Sol slowly ushers out day,
trillions of ice crystals gild His way.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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