Poem #13 (an afterthought)

Dream
i dreamed about you again
but this time you were a cloud
i admired for hours
fixed so solidly in the clear blue sky
you looked like a cotton ball
at first and i thought of all the ways
i’d hold you
between my fingers
stuffed into my ears
wrapped in plastic between my legs
i thought if i spun you
and turned you into thread
that i could wear you draped around my shoulders
tucked into my jeans
and you could be my favorite t-shirt
but i didn’t want to change you’so there i stood
feet glued to the ground
eyes fixed on your perfect irregular form
against a perfect blue sky
and i realized it didn’t matter
what package you came in
i’d still love you anyway

16 thoughts on “Poem #13 (an afterthought)

  1. I love this! I am a cloud person and can be staring up at those heavenly shapes for hours! I love the movement of the poem and content. I loved the imagery of how you might want to change your boyfried/husband cloud by turning him it into a thread and a t-shirt but then decided that t didn’t matter what package he came in-you’destill love him anyways. Gorgeous poem ripe with imagery. I also love your use of oxymornon…perfectly irregular <3
    Awesome!

  2. “your perfect irregular form”
    I love this phrase. All the ways you describe closeness and comfort have a very down-to-earth quality, tactile and alive. You pulled me in. Thank you!

  3. This is incredible. So layered. Fun yet serious. Excellent use of imgry. This is my favourite part:
    “you looked like a cotton ball
    at first and i thought of all the ways
    iā€™d hold you
    between my fingers
    stuffed into my ears”

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