Empty Clouds

Ambivalence, they said, empties clouds
of water and incense of holy intent,
and yet fear of breathing in tenderness
keeps them choked and dazed.
Their prayer rises on smoke, carried
on fragile flags with scurries of penned
whispers that flap in the changing wind.

Published at Camel Saloon 11 October 2012  http://thecamelsaloon.blogspot.co.uk

Written for Wordle 76, with specific words to be included in the poem. Those words are listed below. To join the fun, pop over to http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/

Author: Misky

‘Misky’ lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, freshly baked bread, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets. Her work is widely published.

26 thoughts on “Empty Clouds”

  1. This reminds me of the Western Wall and the prayers tucked in the cracks. Also of the colorful prayer flags of some Asian religions – flapping with sincere intent.

    I only go where the words lead. Though sometimes I do have an inkling of direction.:) Thanks for your visit and support.

  2. Hey Misk, Nice concise use of the words! Good job. As always. I’m a little slow this week. Hopefully Ill post mine by Tuesday!

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