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 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.