inherit winds
blue believability
shifting deeper dim
umbrella blue mist
gracious gloom hovering hum
stray cloud stew and stir
childhood charm shifts
underneath umbrella warm
tied to thunder bolts
wet shoes excuses
stand still splash display
vowed voice uttering
become light joined jolt
driving west freeway folly
nearing night complete
storm clouds have moved in…. gone are the calm bluest of blue cloudless skies offering warmth and renewal… replaced by rainbow gray puffy fast moving clouds and then again i look and see streaming wispy clouds…. constant change…. find myself driving a lot lately…. east a-ways then heading west a-ways.. while driving hands on the wheel looking out beyond the clear windshield the clouds speak as they quickly pass…
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one single impression no 242: free. sunday whirl wordle 78: umbrella, deeper, inherit, excuses, stand, become, thunder, childhood, joined, vowed, shifts, light;
photo: windsock, cubagallery, flickr
I bet you see pictures in those close too. Really enjoyed this and love that you like puddles too!
Destination free rambling on the highway…gotta love it. Your imagery is beautiful.
Your alliteration really draws one through the piece..well written!
Loved your images
Beautiful poem. I enjoyed the imagery in every stanza.
Loved this journey !!!
Enjoyed the read. I could feel the moment, shift in the weather.
I liked that swift shift in imagery and emotions. We are having similar displays and driving through them is always fascinating to me. Enjoyed this a lot, especially the puddles,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/
Great read – alliteration makes it flow.
So many nice phrasings in your poetry. I love ‘umbrella blue mist’ and ‘blue believability.’
I’m liking your travel, roads and other. :)
Isn’t it nice to be able to travel for which our freeways really do set us free. I remember the two-lane roads before them.
Thanks for peeking in on my ‘two-lane’ Texas freedom. Actually the travel was to London, UK, and we are here now (and blogging).
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I love this…such evocative words and wonderful rhythm to this poem. :)