Sky-High Nonsense!

My head must be in the clouds again!

Sky-High Nonsense

 

Black clouds chase white curtains

Of clouds across a deep-blue sea

Of air, going we know not where

Maybe they’re late for dinner;

We just don’t know!  Maybe they’re in search;

In search of the reasons for their existence;

Again, at the reasons, we’re left to guess

It must be rush hour up there in the sky! 

Reviews

[Britt]

I like this, I wish i was good at writing poems.

[Michael Stevens]

Thank you; I was uneasy with poems when I first started writing them. The key to it is to not give a crap what others' think!

[Britt]

i just gave up on them completly. I have one I like, but it isnt up lol

[Michael Stevens]

I'm sure it's great!

[Britt]

its okay, i guess... lol

[Michael Stevens]

Oh, come on! Come on!

[Britt]

its nothing amazing, lol. :L

[Michael Stevens]

I stand by my original statement!

[Britt]

nooo lol. its not as good as yourss