Clouds
Clouds
cumulonimbus
provocative nomen
accretion of nimble vowels
accumulatingn
compressive
amassing
each tiny
drop
innocuous invisible
made visible
fumed from damp
leaf & stone
each structured coalescence
the echo of a fortress
crumbling capricious as it
rises drifting into icy rainbows
bulbous ephemera
‘sorbing all light
into its swollen heart
into its swollen heart
3 thoughts on "Clouds"
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Love the use of white space to create movement.
Same as Gaby – it’s like watching a cloud disseminate. Nicely done.
Brigit – I love the sounds in this poem. Also “fumed from damp”! Nice! I agree it is ethereal in its form.