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Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Reading Cloud Poems

I'd like to share one of my own cloud poems here:

Craggy
Where I touched my first cloud
Standing in a meadow of
Wild flowers and long yellow grasses
At the very top of my climb
I was there to pick blueberries
With my grandmother and my brother
I was taking a break
From the searing heat

It surprised me
Drifting slowly
Out of place
A cloud in a meadow
Moving toward me
And I stood still
And let it pass through me
Like a spirit
Cool and lovely
Exhilarating

I closed my eyes
Held my breath
And felt it
Surround me
Touch me
And then it had gone

That day I became a cloud chaser

Here are some links to better known cloud poems:

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