Waves beat the shore into sand,
wheels of clouds darken the day,
not one thing goes as planned.
But a rock ledge offers a chair,
I rest my feet close to the salt spray,
and the cooling breeze lifts my hair.
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dramatic tide of dark clouds,
the first drop falls
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Even in the clouds,
I see paths
drawing me
toward them.
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Clouds framed a glaring window,
where the sun failed to shine.
Winds loosed a hailstorm of pine cones.
The icy river churned and burbled,
depositing silt onto smooth stones.
Upriver, the dam released water slowly.
The waterfall below demanded rain,
but it lay heavy in the black clouds.
A few drops spattered in the gorge,
unnoticed by waders in the flats.
The river shrugged smooth shoulders,
showing its sharp granite bones.
Children chased fish downriver,
while parents soaked tired feet,
listening for thunder and
dreading the long climb out.
Canoers beached their boats,
donned yellow lifejackets,
and floated around the rapids,
bobbing in the slow side current.
Children pointed, laughed,
and longed to be in the thick of it.
I am the children. I am the river.
I am black clouds longing for release.
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Note: These photographs are of Quechee Gorge and Ottauquechee River, Vermont.
proud snapdragons
bow and dance with raindrops
tasting clouds
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Roll back the clouds,
Bring me some sun.
Go away gray days,
It’s time for some fun!
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Sky giant smiling;
His backstroke breaks cloud cover,
Watches autumn shine.
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Ghostly, low, silver-gray,
Tinges of black overhead,
Fall Halloween gloom…
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Check out Lady Fi’s stunning Dragon Sky! Hurry before it disappears like the other dragons. 😉 Have a great Thursday, Brenda
The autumn equinox rushed in
Like a ragged brow across the sky;
A dragon breathing fire clouds
Of orange and rain.
The strange light in the sky
Pulled us up the hill
To witness the sight of purple turmoil in the sky
In contrast to the calm surface of the lake.
(A few seconds later, the heavens opened
And a gale force wind started blowing
Making us dash for home in a whirlwind
Of laughter and leaves.)
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Rain drenches the earth.
Clouds touch us softly with tears,
Liquid sky puddles.
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Part II of the newest Adventurous Fairy Tale, Clan Destined, has arrived! In Gregori Returns, Darvin’s foster brother returns injured but alive. Together, they must find a way to stop daylight smelting or the clan’s safety will be endangered. The last part is written and will be published in a day or two.
Photograph taken by busymindthinking
Excerpt of
Gregori Returns
Darvin drifted as part of the clouds for a long time, enjoying shoving them this way and that with his will. He forgot why he was there in the clouds. The ground looked black beneath him.
“Darvin! Darvin! Darvin!!” Darvin heard the call, and he became confused. Where was he? Why could he not move? He remembered he was scrying, and he remembered controlling the clouds. He tried to find his body, but he had lost all sense of direction drifting.
“Darvin!” That sounded like Sillette. He drifted along the water, particle to particle, moving toward the call, his consciousness moving along the water bridge as quickly as sound travels. He let go of his urge to control the clouds. They started to break apart.
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