Sunday, February 25, 2007

Cloudy



I look out the window of this airplane
I see clouds, soft and white

They seem like candy floss to me
Wish I could eat one here

The sun burns from a distance
rays crash into the clouds

Millions of colours are formed
The word 'scenic' is defined

A clear space between
the sky and the clouds
the airplane flies freely

A smooth pace,
A steady speed
water below shines, reflects the sun

cloud cover gets dark soon,
turbulence hits us
"This is you Captain speaking"
"fasten your seatbelts"

Raindrops on my window
dark blue is the sky
Cloudy day it has been
I dunno why....

-kd

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

a splendid visual poetry

Anonymous said...

a splendid visual poetry

Anonymous said...

Nice!!!
love the imagery...
regards,
Dheera