Ghazal
Most mornings, on my drive to work,
I’m surprised by the sky, mostly
So different than the day before. No
cloud stays in place for too long.
The sky has a relationship with
water. We only know a little bit about it.
The sky knows so many secrets. Like
what the wind has against clouds.
If I had a beach house, I’d paint it
sky color. If I had a desert shack or
Mountain cabin, they’d be sky color
too. No paint brush would match.
When you want to paint the sky, it’s
probably best not to wear sunglasses!
Some poems point out the obvious.
Nothing is more obvious than a cloud.
Old men often have cloud colored
beards. Walt Whitman had one.
He was prone to weep like a
rainstorm. His sobs startled butterflies.
--Mike James
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