This one was inspired by all the photos you can see on Paul Brookes’ blog here.
Nothing is ever wasted,
every mark and sign recycled.
Trees brush away the shreds of cloud,
bustling scudding flocks of dogs and sheep
fill both sky and deep water,
soaking up the last of the light,
and looking down fondly
on the sleeping shadow-sea,
where the long bones of sky dragons
lie, lapping cold water
where polished glass gems gleam,
dreaming of the high, crisp air,
and sunfire blazing in the west.
One thought on “Cloudshapes day 21”
Thank you, Paul.