Stepping between raindrops
while the clouds
decide – now or there?
Stepping between raindrops
while the clouds
decide – now or there?
Sketchy clouds tickling
the sky stretching
their wispy luck
The sun rising
behind cloudy steps
in momentary shyness
Solo sky dabs
join each other in
a stormy chorus
Clouds like thread-pulled
cotton waiting
for the iron
When it’s sunless, clouds
glare at us instead
Pale imitations
Storm clouds bridging
blue gaps
Sky engineers
Out with threatening clouds
at my usual pace
Who’s bluffing?
Clouds comfort each
other pillow upon
cushion
Grey clouds promising
rain before their
breezy farewell
Grey smudges on a
white-washed sky
The artist’s palette shrinks
Clouds apprenticed to
the day
practice their colours and shapes
Clouds relaxing across
the dawn sky
before their day shift
Clouds pinched and pulled
by airy fingers
Sky wounds covered
Clouds flattened
against the sky
like squashed gum