No curtains open,
no music plays,
no corps de ballet
on the rocky stage.
The only spotlight
is the sun,
to highlight
the faint wisps
Continue reading: Clouds Dancing – writing in north norfolk
No curtains open,
no music plays,
no corps de ballet
on the rocky stage.
The only spotlight
is the sun,
to highlight
the faint wisps
Continue reading: Clouds Dancing – writing in north norfolk
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This is really pretty, Sue.
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Isn’t it?
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Thank you for sharing.
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The cloud wisps seem so have an energy and movement that resemble dancing. Lovely photo. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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And, I love your poem!
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