This Summer
I will forego silk for cotton, forsake heavy perfume for oil of wildflowers.
I will indulge  feminist Left bank-Dada,
prefer originality over sophistication.
I will get lost in a cloud of adventure, escape the boredom of life in bohemian Paris.
We will lie down  on a fluttering meadow coiled between skyscrapers
where we learn to fly above star studded mountains, through green garden grottoes.
Our daydreaming minds  lie back on clouds of Aristophanes and there you watch
  over me  deep in  satin fantasy, your breathless voice bends to my listening ear
to translate the  Song of Songs for me.

 

 

 

 



 

111 thoughts on “Clouds

  1. A very dense set of ideas, especially the last paragraph – I would have hyphenated everything in feminist-Left-bank-Dada – 😉 – consider if Django’s Nuages would pair well with The Clouds? Really well-done piece; enjoyed it! —CC BTW – you are seeking to avoid Paris – no? 🙂

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    1. Thank you Chagall, I appreciate your critique and suggestions. Lol, I would love to go back to Paris. Hopefully they won’t hold the present political situation against me, I had nothing
      to do with it. 😊

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  2. You were on a hiatus, were not you? Welcome back, madam, and a happy summer to you. May the sunlight dazzle your brains with the mighty might of mighty verbality (it’s a word).

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  3. Cotton is more comfy, anyway.
    We have many skyscrapers here in Toronto, Holly. 2- 3 bottles of wine, and any two skyscrapers have a fluttering meadow. Then after that, if it’s a Wednesday, we can listen to the band play songs below me.
    Oh look, it’s Wednesday!
    Love this, Holly! Your poetry is a beautiful gown, and hopefully one day, a beautiful gown will be your poetry. X ❤

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          1. Egregiously agreed.
            The police here even booked
            a lady for taking a photo of
            a crash scene with her phone
            as she slowly drove past.
            These days, the irony is that
            the accident could’ve been
            caused by someone on their
            mobile phone.

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          2. That’s so disturbing. It’s not only the young drivers blatantly texting while driving, While stuck behind a lady around ten PM one evening I feared for her and the oncoming traffic as she seemingly without a care texted her fingers off, finally pulling onto the grassy roadside after Someone messaged her with their middle finger. Where is a cop when you need one?

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  4. You put me on cloud 9 beautiful and I’ll go anywhere your words take me. That was pure beauty, I can’t sing but for you I’d learn.😁. That was a lovely poem, amazing as always.🌹🌹

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  5. WOW–my Mrs. wears essential flower oils! My no award blog has been bestowed with a SUNSHINE AWARD…thus I confer an unofficial one upon thee…! No links involved–I’m too lazy! the post is on my blog if thine interest is whetted at all! You are finding more and more ways to express the passion in thine soul!

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        1. Auch hier bewegen sich ein paar Wolken in der Ferne, aber ich begrüße das, es ist sehr heiß, also wird ein schneller Regensturm die Dinge abkühlen. Holly

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  6. ich kann deine Beiträge lesen, liken aber nicht kommentieren, herzliche Grüße aus dem Norden Deutschlands von der mecklenburgischen Seenplatte, Klaus

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