Saturday, September 5, 2015

if clouds were elephants

if clouds were elephants
in the sky.
what would they remember
would they ask why.
would thunder sound
like a trumpet
(a notion not
would they float
about cloud wispy
or form a soft
would rain be their
if an elecloud
was no longer.
as they gather their
grieving selves
and grow
even stronger.

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson