Back Next The Clouds

The other day
while flying above the clouds
I saw a
motionless white powder puff
sitting on a blue pond of air
White fluffy clouds
piled one upon the other
on icy bluish sky
Sculptured cotton puffs
shaped into snowy mountains
a patty cake of snowy white castles
A whitish-grey goddess hover over
the white-ashes built of
pure vapor
a light gelatin snow.

Irwin R. Shaw - November 13th 1993