Calm and peaceful floating there, <br />Puffed up in grays and whites, <br />Ever changing shapes and forms, <br />Reaching far and towering heights. <br /> <br />Drifting so slowly to the east, <br />Growing stronger, with moist air, <br />Perchance to see a poodle dance, <br />An awkward snowshoe hare. <br /> <br />An army marching from the west, <br />Close formation, side by side, <br />A flying pig with tiny wings, <br />Bouquet, held by the bride. <br /> <br />Reclining long from head to toe, <br />A women’s body fast asleep, <br />As if she’s died, just passing by, <br />God bless her soul to keep. <br /> <br />Barking dog without a nose, <br />Shark swimming in the sky, <br />Open mouth, engulfing air, <br />No victim, today will die. <br /> <br />Unicorn; its head held high, <br />Ducklings, waddling in a row, <br />No mother near, keep them safe, <br />Chasing what? They don’t know. <br /> <br />Chubby shining Cherub faces, <br />Upside-down and turning round, <br />Endless creatures within the clouds, <br />Constant motion, nowhere bound.<br /><br />G.R. Gaus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cumulus-creatures/
