~Circus Clouds~
There was a clown,
and the sun was his belly.
He wore a wide smile,
but his stride was so long
his belly couldn't keep up,
so it was left behind.
His head whisped and stretched
east east east
as his feet stepped west,
and now that he's gone
and spread himself too thin,
the sky is an empty big-top
being dragged away
by puffy, gray, elephants.
D. B. Tompsett
This reminds me of some of
This reminds me of some of Wallace Stevens' sun and cloud poems.
Starward