The land's features are reflected in the cloud banks sometimes, aren't they? We had some of those huge masses two days ago. They have their own dark beauty. Another fine poem from your pen. Or keyboard.
O-Jenny, my poems are always penned before they are typed. And yes, the sky seems like an upside down ocean in the sky --waves combed by mountain contours.
Raindrops do stop in our hands, don't they? I like the meaning behind this. As usual, your photo-poem pairing make for one precious work of art. Be well, Geo.
I see clouds Sometimes doubt Sometimes inspiration That it might rain Or my anticipation might be in vain These clouds come and go Almost like a train
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There is a classic Indian play called Meghadootam by Kalidas. A man requests the clouds to take his message to his wife somewhere far away. 'Megha' means cloud and 'doot' means a messenger, so it literally translated to the Cloud Messanger. I have never read it, but your poem reminded me of it.
You make me want to try my hand at poetry. I'm reading Watercolor of Words by Topher Kearby. It's a beautiful piece of work.
ReplyDeleteTopher Kearby's book comes highly recommended, Rick. I'd love to see YOUR adventure into poetry. I hope you embark upon it.
DeleteThe land's features are reflected in the cloud banks sometimes, aren't they? We had some of those huge masses two days ago. They have their own dark beauty. Another fine poem from your pen. Or keyboard.
ReplyDeleteO-Jenny, my poems are always penned before they are typed. And yes, the sky seems like an upside down ocean in the sky --waves combed by mountain contours.
DeleteI like the way the Normaphoto caught the edge of the cloud. Every bit as impressive as your poem.
ReplyDeleteNorma has a knack for catching things like that. I think something cosmic alerts her and gets her running outdoors with her camera.
DeleteRaindrops do stop in our hands, don't they? I like the meaning behind this. As usual, your photo-poem pairing make for one precious work of art.
ReplyDeleteBe well, Geo.
Kind Robyn, Thank you. I hope you're fielding a lot of raindrops in Chico. Our drought is over, Hooray!
DeleteI see clouds
ReplyDeleteSometimes doubt
Sometimes inspiration
That it might rain
Or my anticipation might be in vain
These clouds come and go
Almost like a train
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There is a classic Indian play called Meghadootam by Kalidas. A man requests the clouds to take his message to his wife somewhere far away. 'Megha' means cloud and 'doot' means a messenger, so it literally translated to the Cloud Messanger. I have never read it, but your poem reminded me of it.
KK, thank you for both your excellent verse and reference to Meghadootam. I learn here!
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ReplyDeleteThank you Sujatha, most kind.
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