Splashes of paint on a cloudy morn
Carried like fire, the sky adorned.
Deep purple hues, bright orange splashes
Undulating hints of gray dots and dashes.
Then spread across the deep bright blue
Pictures forming, ever shifting anew.
Now marshmallow fluff, mountains in the sky
Clouds collide painting pictures, rolling by.
The sun creates the palette, the wind is the painter
Seeking new canvas as soon or later,
A new scene emerges with each breath I’m taking
Behold nature’s finest; look the sky is painting.
© Donna Donabella 2014
This poem was created as we were SOARing through the sky at 35,000 feet. I am always mesmerized by the clouds from high in the sky as well as when the sunrises. Actually I find the sky paints the clouds best during sunrise.
And given that my new word for the year is SOAR, this poem is the perfect complement. You can read about my word of the year as it will be my guiding force this new year!
I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog. Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.
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Special Note: The pictures here are from recent sunrises where I watched the sun paint the clouds and sky.
I leave you with a little bit of sentiment about clouds and light. I welcome you to download the photo and share it.
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