A WELL TRAVELED HEART

CLOUDS

Written by

Cynthia M. Sheward

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Why can’t we eat clouds?
The tall white ones would be
vanilla like Turkish taffy.  Grey 
scudding clouds black as Necco 
wafers. Snow clouds pure as rock candy
whose crystal splinters
melt on the tongue.
Green tornado clouds taste darkly 
of Key West and Matcha tea.
Dawn’s pink clouds are gossamer, light
as cotton candy at the church fair.
Sunset cloud's tang colorful
and sweet as Life Savers.

How fine to dine on clouds and color!

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4 responses to “CLOUDS”

  1. Jill Miller Avatar
    Jill Miller

    I love this Cindy! I’ll never look at clouds the same way again, and from now on, I’ll probably have candy cravings after every walk. 🥰

    Hugs to you, Jill

    On Wed, Nov 10, 2021 at 8:22 AM A WELL-TRAVELED HEART wrote:

    > Cynthia M. Sheward posted: ” Why can’t we eat clouds? The tall white ones > would be vanilla like Turkish taffy. Grey scudding clouds black as Necco > wafers. Snow clouds pure as rock candy whose splinters of crystal melt on > the tongue. Green tornado clouds taste darkly of Key West ” >

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  2. Suze Avatar
    Suze

    Great poem. Made me hungry just reading it.

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  3. Elizabeth A Connolly Avatar
    Elizabeth A Connolly

    That is beautiful! I could taste all the things and relate them to the clouds you were referring to. You are an amazing writer. ❤️

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  4. Becky Ross Michael Avatar
    Becky Ross Michael

    How fine to dine…love it!

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