To describe a cloudy day;
there’s no more magnificent a display
to observe the evaporial ballet
in our human condition (than say),
on a cloudy day
There’s no better received rendition
to imagine our vaporous visions
than on a cloudy day
to paint our impressions
on that billowing mountainous canvas
a smoky kaleidoscope only thus
Comes on a cloudy day
A simple show on a cloudy day
of abstract’s airflows
retracts and goes
clustered ideas
subjective applied meaning
nobody knows
A cloudy day’s forced feeling
manipulated moods
under a foggy veil broods
sunshine hides behind, dead,
the rested head put to bed,
wake of wind and water,
wrestling pictures
from imagination’s stead
Fog and clouded vision,
myth lies in the skies
Heavens touchdown
Celestials celebration
misty mysteries
floating in the trees
Contemplating curious cumulus conceptions,
meditating misleading meteorologists’ madness,
a shared address, a thought experiment at best.
