A cloud melted my dreams last month,
before dissolving itself into sound and rainbow.
I wonder why.
_____Adriana Citlali
III-XII-MMXV
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A cloud melted my dreams last month,
before dissolving itself into sound and rainbow.
I wonder why.
_____Adriana Citlali
III-XII-MMXV
Comments are closed.
Such an intriguing short crisp poem ~ I like the dissolving itself into sound and rainbow.
A beautiful moment, well-imagined. Nice to see you, Adriana. Hope to see you today or tomorrow at dVerse.
I will do my best to join, Victoria. Thanks for stopping by.
Of course….you are already here!!! Well, hope to see you often in the future.
Hahaha! I thought that something special was going to happen soon at dVerse, and that you were giving a heads up… Anyway, on second thoughts, there is something special each time at the poets pub.
Just lovely, Adriana. Sometimes it is the short poems that leave the strongest impression. A cloud melting into sound and rainbow – love it!
I did a lot of writing and deleting today. This is what survived…. smiles!
Brevity worn as bravery; you ain’t afraid of shortness. I enjoyed the piece, & yes, you accomplished the synesthesia as well.
The first line is absolutely stunning… and it build itself so well into that last line… in brevity it says it all…
Pure perfection 😀
A beautiful synesthesia image of a cloud melting a dream. Nature often leaves us wondering…
Smiles.. November
clouds are clouds
of past that
melt dreams
for me
until
Spring Sun
comes again..
somehow i erased
the clouds from the
sky.. decades practice..:)
I used to love clouds when I was living in Mexico City… Sunny days, year long spring temperature, white puffy clouds. I am not sure I love them in Norway –might need to borrow your eraser.
Ugh.. I’m never moving north but I’m always moving and that is the secret of my eraser of dark human clouds.. Adrianna.. Dance free Dance.. Just dance free..:)
I love short poems. As a reader, they turn on my imagination because there’s so much room to apply the poet’s image to my own experience. Wonderful. I think this one could even be shorter, maybe without the last line, leaving just the image? 🙂 But wonderful regardless.
Beautiful image – and as brief as rainbows often are. Bravo on the brevity as well!
Writing and deleting led to a crisp, beautiful poem.
The brevity only serves to intensify!
Nicely put….and ‘why’?
Sharp and short, and lingering with unanswered questions. Nice.