I think of you
Breathless
Past hidden treasures
Soft floating comfort
Shadows of dust
Full of surprise
Full of awe
I see you
In dancing light
Drifts of eloquent white
Traversing the divine
Heralding winters splendour
A warrior’s banner
A wind of grace.
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Written for Poetry Jam
Life From A Park Bench 
Clouds are awesome that way
Happy you dropped in at my blog
Much love…
ah…so many faces of clouds like a multifaceted gem…beautiful..
Soft floating comfort – that is what clouds seem to be, I think. Almost like pillows in the sky. And certainly blown by the wind of grace!
So beautiful, Alan.
Clouds can remind us of loved ones and play with our emotions indeed.
“Heralding winters splendour A warrior’s banner A wind of grace” Inspiriting and stirring.
A lovely evocation of the thoughts and feelings generated by cloud-watching… Such a wonderful thing to do, while sitting under a tree in the country side… Sigh!
brilliant
Beyond Clouds
Sorry to be so late here Alan. I thought I had read and commented on this before but apparently not! I enjoyed all your images of clouds. Good prompt. I hope you are enjoying your new home.
Alan,
Your poem is more of a canvas and painting. You have captured a cloudy adventure in all its glory…
Eileen
I totally agree with Eileen , your write paints such a beautiful picture. I really liked the ending Alan. Beautiful write! 🙂
Clouds do seem to herald so many things. Thanks for the billowy thoughts today!