Wednesday, February 27, 2019

CLOUDS




Clouds are the whipped cream of the sky
I love whipped cream
So sweet, smooth, puffy
But even when it's a little flat
I love whipped cream's
Irregular edges shape shifting
Turning colors blending
Melting into its liquid host
Transforming itself and me
Who for an instant am high
Floating in my intoxication
So sad that all I can do is 
Imagine
Myself 
Swallowing clouds


(For Poets United.)

14 comments:

  1. O! Lyrical, wistful, gentle as a cloud. I'll never think of whip cream the same again, and may have to succumb to it more often. I would love to rise into the sky rather than into the shallows.

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  2. This is a wonderful imagining.........I never thought of it till now but, yes, they can be like whipped cream....I love the sipping of whipped cream, imagining you are swallowing clouds.

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  3. Oh and i did a self cloud imaging. Lu yours

    Much🌻love

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  4. I always feel guilty eating whipped cream. I must have been a cloud once!

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  5. This makes me want to take out the whipped cream and create a cloud of happiness.

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  6. lovely whipped cream analogy there...made me smile!

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  7. Love it especially
    "Irregular edges shape shifting
    Turning colors blending
    Melting into its liquid host"

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  8. You have a healthy and delicious imagination. :D Lovely take on the theme!

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  9. Now, I'm craving hot and sweet French vanilla coffee, topped with clouds. Yum!

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  10. Swallowing clouds is an amazing image!

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  11. Sweet, lovely, and fun! I love this Myrna! 😍

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  12. We share the same idea of clouds as edible! LOL

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  13. Oh...nice...I loved that swallowing...!!

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