Open Poetry #43 |
the Clouds nosilA |
Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Cannibalized from an older write (Day after day, his head in the clouds, man of a thousand voices talking perfectly ... What would it be like to actually see the clouds? Would I be riveted in fascination, Or would I just be bored to madness watching them? I imagine that, if people cared about watching clouds, nobody would work and nothing would ever get done. But I suppose they only care about the sky When it upsets their precious, their ever-so carelessly made and petty little plans, their ever so shabbily constructed "condos on barrier islands where Nature teaches NO DEVELOPMENT that you don't build anything, Where She teaches you to PAY ATTENTION, Put down your cigarette and newspaper. Doesn't you realize there is drama all around you, up above you? to look ... look at the sky ... To watch the progression, the passing of the clouds ... Gentle reader, it almost make me laugh When I hear news reports that the Sea blew them down, washed them away, the Sea, when She reclaims her own. Gentle reader, if I could only type fast enough ... Well, I have this fascination with clouds and snowflakes, which will never sit still long enough for me to ever study them ... HHHHH ... To observe atmospheric processes live, in detail, and in real time ... HHHH ... If I had eyesight all that I would have to do is look. But perhaps through instruments, through tools I have not yet learned to use, with skills and by techniques I have not yet even heard about, Maybe that way ... maybe someday maybe there will be an opportunity to finally "look." In imagination Way up in the clouds So Friendship is for Life, if not Forever. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Jaime, I used to love to lie in the hay field when I was a little girl and watch the clouds. I would hide among the tall grass and smell the dew berries and laugh with my brother as we made up imaginary cloud games. I still love the clouds. I believe that nature has no trouble reclaiming her own - whether it be beaches, hill sides, forests. She sweeps in and takes back that which we think we can own. I feel sorry for people when they lose their homes. I would love to live on a beach and look out at the water every day. Maybe it's best to have a house boat. Dunno. I just know that you got my attention. Your friend, A |
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