By Sherrill Geer
La Jolla Branch, California
They ride across the sky
like mythical beasts
just pretending to be clouds.
Their gray wisps of form
are soon scattered, leaving
only the golden pink and blue
of the early morning sky
to capture the imagination.
So predictable, and still
so beautiful to see.
Day replaces night,
revealing anew its colors.
Beautiful imagery. I love to watch clouds, and you’ve painted a lovely, serene picture. Thank you!
Beautiful!