Waltz of clouds

In tie dye dreams

the clouds moved close

whispering to my ears

the joyful sound of silence.

They moved here then there

like a waltz in blue, pink, and purples,

swirling gowns of pastels

in and out through the maze

of themselves.

Come to us and be a part

of magic and bliss

a single drop fell

to my face

as gentle as a kiss.

I held my head up as more were delivered

and I laughed like a child

as the cool water soaked away

my troubles.

12 thoughts on “Waltz of clouds

  1. Thanks Malctg , always a pleasure to read your lovely comments and verses over my morning cup of joe, made with water tooโ˜•๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ„ peace and blessings to you๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Hi Infinitezip. Water is often used in songs and religions to wash away problems and sin. I find it more useful to keep clean. As always your words flow and i enjoyed everyone. Thank you so much for liking my poem ‘Summer Of Sixty One!’ Be Safe and Well. The Foureyed Poet.

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