Clouds
The flocculent clouds
Puffed in the sky
Like giant marshmallows
Tempting the eye
The wind carrying them east
Beyond the line of vision
Dividing the horizon
With a precise incision
The sun covered momentarily
A showing of prediction
To only reappear
With courage of its conviction
As twilight arrives
At its recommended time
Nature’s shift begins
Its internal rhyme
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
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Thanks Christine, I love everything and anything to do with clouds…
My, how beautifully you have described the clouds! ❤️
Aww thanks 💕
You are welcome Christine. ❤️
the rhythm of nature is so grand here Christine, love how you describe them , my most favourite past time is watching the clouds,
Yes! I find them fascinating and beautiful 🙂💕
Fine writing and thanks for teaching me a new word..flocculent!
Lol! I had to look that one up and just hope I used it in the right (and only) way. 🤣 It supposed to mean fuzzy or woolly ☺️