What is it that approaches
From stage left?
Can it be those heavy brocades
Weaved from storm clouds?
Or the rain coming down
In bars of coloured clouds?
Simson did his best to pose in the storm —
But I think he was secretly relieved when I took him and my camera home.
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Watching a flock of birds
Dance across the fiery canopy of the sky
On flame-tipped wings;
And flying beyond the silver sliver of the moon
Is pure poetry.
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Chili peppers are measured in Scoville units,
With the spiciest pepper in the world scoring over two million Scovilles.
I think these red hot clouds would also score highly, don’t you?
And what better way to enjoy a vibrant sunset
Than with a good furry friend!
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Sometimes a sunset
Is so breathtaking
That all you can do
Is stand there humbled
And drink in all the wonder.
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Henry David Thoreau once wrote, “You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.”
Many years ago, I woke up to an amazing sight:
Fields and fields
Of foamy clouds in the sky!
I had to stop and talk to those clouds
For a very long time.
(All photos from my archive of 2010.)
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When a storm draws in
With curtains of cloud,
It’s time to enjoy
The drama of the sky.
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The early morning sky caught fire
And spread its blaze of glory
To the mirror of the lake.
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We celebrated the spring equinox
With snow and blue skies.
Sparkled from daring buds —
The fuzzy catkins
Looked lovely in their cold diamond earrings,
And the hazel flowers
Glittered in the sunlight.
Even though it was still winter on a spring day —
Those sparkly skies were beautiful and uplifting.
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The skies in February
Ranged from peaceful snowy scenes
And my favourite kind of sparkle —
Hoar frost in the early setting sun
To the jackpot of frosted branches
And gently falling snow.
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Today, I woke up to minus temperatures
A frosted blue sky,
And two furry posers down by the lake.
At last – a glorious dawn
Singing its golden promises
Of melting ice and beauty.
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