Clouds do not have bones,
And so live in the sky.
If they fall,
They will not break anything,
And when they fall we call it
Rain.
After
The
Rain,
They cannot find their bodies again,
And so they
Disappear.
Blue skies do not have clouds.
Clouds do not have bones.
That is all I have to say.
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the whole falling part is what grabbed me...thinking of people falling and breaking and being left with broken bodies...maybe wishing they were rain...or maybe its just the buffalo chicken dip i just ate making me sentimental...
ReplyDeleteI love it. "Clouds do not have bones and so live in the sky." I love all sky-beings, and such-like..........love that they cant find their bodies again so disappear.........a rather ghostly concept, thus perfect for the season!
ReplyDeleteNow I'm weeping for the disappeared clouds, Shay.
ReplyDeleteI like your Science Report. I give it a A++ :)
Excellent! Although I love clouds I wouldn't want to live in the sky (for fear of disappearing after the rain).
ReplyDeleteI love it. :-)
ReplyDeleteYou’re very nimbus with words. Most enjoyable. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHave a nice day, Boonie
If only they had explained it like that in school.
ReplyDeleteOh, dear Tiger-Friend...this is such a lovely poem and it is such a comfort after your last poem. It is good to know that being up in the air is not dangerous. Clouds can change forms. I love your science.
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Oh Shay!
ReplyDeleteThank you for this lovely poem that shows me my own nature.
Hope my adoration isn't creeping you out; but you and Walking Man are my FAVE poets!!!!!!!
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I'd give this Science Report an A+.
ReplyDeleteawesim! i gives yor sience report an A+++
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What a great observation... :)
ReplyDeleteThis was fun and deserves an A. :)
ReplyDeleteI like this! Very playful...
ReplyDeleteoh to be a cloud and unbreakable!
ReplyDeleteI love this. I will share it with my daughter.
ReplyDeleteyou truly had me laugh out loud on that one...
ReplyDelete"that's all I really have to say about that" -Forrest Gump
I like it!
ReplyDeleteI love this one! Almost childlike,as befitting the title, an unusual voice for you, yet full of classic Fireblossom depths and imagery...the way you turn our conceptions of things inside out so easily never fails to amaze me. Thanks for dusting this one off and sharing it today, Shay.
ReplyDeletePoetic science! Made me wonder if an elementary school teacher would accept and encourage this creativity? And oh, I wish I had no bones and could fall without hurting myself or anyone else, and know when to cease existing. Ha!
ReplyDeleteMakes perfect sense to me.
ReplyDeleteA+
love, love this ~
ReplyDeleteLeaving it up to you to come up with an original thought about clouds. I never would have a single worry. And with the Forrest Gump ending...perfect.
ReplyDeleteLove to read one from back when we first met. I adore your opening lines . This poem makes me think of clouds in a whole new way.
ReplyDeleteI've never seen "Forrest Gump", so if he used that phrase, it's news to me!
ReplyDeleteI just love this! I makes me want to return to youth when things were so simple and easy to explain.
ReplyDeletea koan quality to this for me.
ReplyDeleteClouds have no bones..so true. I needed the smile today this piece brought!
ReplyDeleteWonderful science for girls, Shay. And the last line is sheer perfection.
ReplyDeleteLuv, K
So when it rains, the drops don't fall on us so much as through us. I always wondered about that ... You learn something every day. We're expecting a lot of rain today, so I'll be sure to offer some respect to those boneless thunderboomers. - B
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