Thank you Kent for spouting out the suggestive phrase ‘up above the clouds’.
Up Above The Clouds
You never think
That up above the clouds
Sun blazes,
And although we know it’s dazzles,
We so easily forget
When day is dark and wet.
(Today is one such day,
As I sit typing ‘way
Shrouded in the dismal cloud outdoors.
Ah well, one manages to execute
The tasks that one might skip
If day was dipped in dripping sunbeams.
As the pearl of wisdom goes,
“Be thankful for small blessings”,
For who knows
How many unknown pains
Might be there without rains
As we engage is climate change.
And whomsoever dares complain
(As I have done this soggy day)
Does not deserve a foggy day
Like this specific sun-less Friday
When the future prophesizes ocean’s rise
And parched, infertile, ‘fry’ days.
Up Above The Clouds 2.7.2020 Circling Round Nature II; Our Times, Our Culture II; rewritten 5.2.2020 Arlene Nover Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 