C is for Clouds

Clouds made by my 6-year-old

Silver coloured clouds shimmering in the sky

Secret held hearts floating with hope

Silk wearing snakes dancing with dragons

Cigar holding cowboys sipping their pints

Sword spinning ninjas shaping their art

Saucy little madams shaking their hips

Metal birds flying past the party

Melting love torn apart sadly

Misty clouds flirting with hearts



  1. Nice thoughts and concise post!

    This is me, Duncan D. Horne, visiting you from the A-Z challenge, wishing you all the best throughout April and beyond.
    Duncan In Kuantan

  2. Saucy little madams shaking their hips— I like that.

    –Damyanti, Co-host A to Z Challenge April 2012

    Twitter: @AprilA2Z

  3. Love this reflective poem.I see pictures in the clouds to. The cloud picture is very well done he deserves a pat on the back!

  4. Aw! I do love your 6 year-old’s clouds! I tend to keep every piece of art work my babies make. You can imagine the clutter in my house. I really need to invest in huge plastic bins to store their lovely cloud projects!

    Thanks for sharing the heart-warming cloud tid bit!


    A to Z co-host

  5. Ha ha, that line shows a bit of naughtiness of ermmm… the clouds.

  6. Thanks, Anne. I liked your cloud today. Glesga lass with no alcohol drink, dancing in a nightclub?! (Underage!) ooh. 🙂

  7. Thank you, Elizabeth. Oh I know, we thought the same. I keep meaning to invest in those kind of bins, too. So many to keep, but so much space.

  8. I am so glad I found you! Russian was my first language and I have forgotten almost everything, but what a pleasure to see just a few words. Your poetry is lovely.

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