Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

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.

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Line Gauthier May 14, 2018 at 9:41 PM Lovely imagery, Emile. Emile Pinet May 15, 2018 at 8:43 AM Thanks Line, you're a good friend and loyal supporter my friend, Emile.

Kp Nunez January 22, 2016 at 9:28 AM Awesome imagery here, Emile. A very enjoyable read. I have enjoyed the view and the all the descriptive lines. Best regards:-) Emile Pinet January 22, 2016 at 1:31 PM Thanks Kim, I appreciate your friendly comments. Emile.

Rainbow Promise January 21, 2016 at 8:23 PM Wonderfully said. I loved it. One can imagine seeing and experiencing this as the plane "rides" the clouds in all weather mid-air. I say a 7. Drop by my site when you have the time. God bless, R P. Emile Pinet January 22, 2016 at 7:54 AM Thanks Rainbow, I truly appreciate your support. Emile.