My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

March 15, 2011 “winter clouds”

“winter clouds”


deep blue lavender clouds

climbing over the horizon

scrambling up the sky

fleeing the fiery red fingers of a setting sun

careering into the distance on a cold March breeze

shape shifting as they fly

losing ipseity

like the fluid face of a frightened mob

escaping the sinking inferno

marching into nothingness

across the ides of spring

blustering past the budding branches

of the pear, the maple, and the dogwood

and in the rush and gush of the gusting

ignoring the chipping chirping lusting

of lovestruck mocking birds and robins

dressed in fluffed, ruffed, feathered coats

clinging to the bare gray limbs of the rattling trees

and with every trill and note

driving the faceless clouds of winter

into the warming night


©tlh 3/15/11

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One response

  1. You used your words like a paintbrush to create for us all a majestic scene…excellent!

    March 16, 2011 at 7:33 am

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