Thursday, 17 January 2008

Cloud Idyll by Chris Crittenden

clouds have nothing to do
except fascinate me
with whatever i need to see.

i ask them, "what's this?"
and they say,
"a white replica of your mind"


"eighty-three takes on the jowls
of your dreams."

"what do i crave?" i want to know.

the clouds bulge various chins,
conferring over a drift of hours

then realize

the answer
is a fluffy sundae
with mountainous cream on top,

or maybe a ten-humped camel
wallowing in blueberry

Chris Crittenden, Maine, USA

1 comment:

Crafty Green Poet said...

Chris Crittenden lives in a remote area of the northeast coastline, in a very small town near a lighthouse. He has about three hundred poems published. Some recent acceptances are from DMQ Review, Poetic Diversity, Flutter, and Thick With Conviction.