Cloud Fantasy
Cotton candy clouds lull me into complacency
a false sense of security.
But even on a sunny day evil lurks behind a
crazed road rage driver, mentally unbalanced
men wielding AR-15 rifles, politicians lure with
promises just to win the race, internet and phone
scammers skim the surface.
Conjuring cloud configurations are
childhood memories.
This poem reminds me of my grandma’s old saying “red skies at morning, sailors take warning.” Your juxtaposition between a beautiful sky and lurking danger is seamless and so true.
How true this is! Thanks for sharing.
I never thought about how cotton candy clouds–the kind kids draw–do give a sense that all’s right with the world. How interesting!
It’s summer and we want to be relaxed and carefree like the clouds seem to be. But alas… A strong depiction of the current state of things!