Cloud

abigfatcanofworms nature May 1, 2022 1 Minute

(a shadorma)

Fist of cloud
breaks through severe blue
like mushrooms’
slow jeté...
or is it just graffiti -
sky paint from a can?

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Published May 1, 2022

Bob says:

May 1, 2022 at 11:05 pm

Fantastic! Love the ending.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  May 2, 2022 at 7:06 am
  
  Thank you, Bob! 🙂
  
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LuAnne Holder says:

May 3, 2022 at 3:38 am

You created a beautiful image with this poem.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  May 3, 2022 at 9:12 am
  
  Thanks so much LuAnne!
  
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johnlmalone says:

May 5, 2022 at 4:50 pm

you’ve packed a lot into this punchy little poem; it is quite amazing; my daughter did ballet so I knew what jete meant — you’ve pulled images from everywhere !

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  May 5, 2022 at 4:52 pm
  
  Thanks John. Yes, now you say it, it goes many places doesn’t it? 😅 Not sure if that’s good or bad.
  
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  1. johnlmalone says:
    
    May 5, 2022 at 4:55 pm
    
    it is good; very good; I think of you as the magpie poet — and I admire your range of inspirational sources —
    
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  2. abigfatcanofworms says:
    
    May 5, 2022 at 6:22 pm
    
    Thanks, John. 😊 magpie worm at your service. 😉
    
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