Not a cloud in the sky

Rocks sleepy boats gently

Rocks sleepy boats gently

Sunshine and not a cloud in the sky.
Gnats swirl a slow waltz on a sunbeam
Dew sparkles and the grass winks.

Doves eager for love croon their songs
Across streets and streams
Dialogs, exchanges, loops of give-and-take
Roll about laughing.

The med gazes at the mountain,
Rocks sleepy boats gently,
Eyes her winter beaches and smiles
As she frees treasures forgotten.

She surveys her color schemes
Discards the muddy browns and greys
Plays with blues and greens
Plans for bling and shine,
Frothy ruffles and lace.

The wind, who chased away storms,
Whistles on his way out, a second glance
For the sea humming an inner dance.
“You look so lovely today” he gushes.

She waves and smiles, twists a curl
And says “Wait till you see my sandals!
Irresistible, delicious, airy crystals
To rock and roll, to tumble through the air,
And tiptoe among stars on wet sand.”

She dreams of June sunshine,
Of sweet jasmine swinging
To softly played sax interludes.

Dreams of ruffles and lace

Frothy ruffles and lace

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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27 Responses to Not a cloud in the sky

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  2. Katalina4 says:

    Just the other day I watched a fly doing a square dance, a box trot, or something with sharp corners to it, and here you have captured this image with a waltz, the warming air not even needing mention, as there are gnats dancing.
    The doves too – mourning doves? Our locations are maybe not so different after all – I hear them here sometimes, their melancholy yearning so enchanting I can’t move.
    A pleasure to read, beautifying the day.

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    • emmylgant says:

      🙂 Sometimes gnats move in a frenzy of “come tither-don’t touch me” sort of dance, very chaotic. But that morning it was a slow and graceful twirl. I wonder if it has to do with temperatures?
      I am always happy to see you here and sharing stuff with you. And it is fun to think that we may just be enjoying very similar sounds half a world apart.

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      • Katalina4 says:

        The other night was a full moon, and I was out taking pictures, ended up somewhere I’ve never been before looking out at a strange suburb-ghetto ravine-park – scrabbly and spare and lovely at the same time. The moon glowed orange and I thought of you and how you could easily be out looking at the moon too, maybe walking your dog, maybe getting ready for bed… it’s one of the things I love about the moon, is I feel aware of the planet we are all on, turning slowly, looking at the same moon.

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        • emmylgant says:

          Oh I am so emailing you the photo of the moon rising. That night, my dog was hanging around letting me know he was ready for the walk and I could point the little white thing (my phone/camera)at the sky just as well on the other side of the gate while he is sniffing bushes and peeing on corner stones… I read his mind. 😉

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  3. PapaBear says:

    Ok, Emm. .., you had me with the first three lines! I’m jealous. Still a bit cool here at night, but is getting better. ‘Tis a glorious picture you’ve painted with your words m’ dear ! 🙂

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  4. Randstein says:

    Em, I feel like I had a nice day on the Med after reading your poem. Walking in the frothy lace was a great treat. 🙂

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  5. john zande says:

    Like the gentle rocking of a boat, a pleasure.

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  6. arjaybe says:

    Thanks for the pictures, em. Are frothy ruffles and lace anything like purple ribbons?

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  7. Suzanne Richmond says:

    So lovely! Perhaps you may want to write travel brochures! Who wouldn’t want to go there!

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  8. makagutu says:

    Greetings M.
    Lovely

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  9. Les métaphores magiques, les images à couper le souffle, la poesie parfaite.
    UnElephant n’a rien d’autre a dire.

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