Those Clouds, by Marilyn Braendeholm

Those Clouds
by Marilyn Braendeholm

As seen from
those folds and rolls

of clouds that skate
the sky, a slate puzzle

fitted and tucked,
jigged and jointed

like language strung
into long sentences,

into a bridge from
this horizon to where

I am your audience.

Note: Written in response to Red Wolf Prompt 409.

Marilyn (aka Misky) Braendeholm’s work is regularly published in monthly issues of Waterways Poetry in the Mainstream, and Ten Penny Players.

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