the clouds
write a story
moving
with the wind
changing form
without effort
adapting to
unseen forces
absorbing
then releasing
sometimes violently
thrashing with electricity
sometimes gently
soft tears
sometimes quietly
the sun shines
they move along
acclimated
accepting
just clouds


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I really like how you use words!!
great writing.
wonderful to read.
... how 'bout those clouds of wintertime and the
white fairydust they sprinkle over the mountains ...
You commented on my "Last Night (a fantasy)" about Karen T and I? I have asked you a question there recently - maybe if you have time you can stop by and see what has transpired there since you saw it last and answer my question. Please?
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