Beautiful mass of-
bodies suspended above
floating leisurely on azure skies
Looking up i see a colorful display of white and blue; paintings in the sky
They are God’s sketches
the Almighty’s creation
i marvel at the way they move with great coordination
lazily navigating through the horizon
Without a care in the world.
Aug 25, 2018
Cloud.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I drew the inspiration to write this poem from looking at d clouds floating through the sky...
Style/Type: Free verse
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Comments
nice sentiment
One suggestion: maybe end with
Without a care in the world.
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Had to read this, as I am cloud obsessed
Very nice little write - light & sweet & a fond sentiment... I wondered if it might run more smoothly & comfortable if you dropped the "Looking up i see a colorful display of white and blue;" & just left it with
"paintings in the sky" etc. Since you already described the clouds & sky in the first few lines?
Just a thought .