Wednesday, August 16, 2006

I dont know what to type here

Fanciful shapes
Whimsically changing now and then,
The clouds float
From my left to right.

Perched on the window,
Poking my head out,
I wait for the cloud,
Numbered one less than ten.


Blogger madatadam said...

oh when they were out making clouds
they numbered them just as they pleased
so after eight they jumped to ten
or so they say in ancient myth.

for i've been counting clouds myself
and when i get to eight i see
there's only ten that comes after
shaped like one huge despairing tear.

August 17, 2006 7:16 PM  
Blogger The Regular Joe said...

In that case,

Perched on the window,
Poking my head out,
I look for the seventh sky,
Hope just refuses to die.

August 18, 2006 4:20 AM  
Blogger Casablanca said...

Are you sure your window is high enough? ;)

August 21, 2006 12:09 AM  
Blogger ubergeek said...

That is very nice way to put it. I think that I'm either on cloud #9 or down in the depths of depression. Rarely in between.

August 21, 2006 3:13 AM  
Blogger The Regular Joe said...

@Casa:I tend to fly at times,so the window neednt be high enough.

@Ubergeek:I used the phrase 'seventh sky' as a synonymous phrase to 'cloud 9'.But that is a very nice thought you've put my way.

August 21, 2006 4:40 AM  

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