Plucking clouds

Picking clouds

As cloud clusters
are plucked apart
by the earth’s spin,
tantalizing sunlight tans
grape skin in the vineyard.


About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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11 Responses to Plucking clouds

  1. Ishaiya says:

    I love your poems 🙂

    • Thank you, Ishaiya! Your kind words are always appreciated. To stomp every last drop out of this grape theme, the weekend was fruitful and full of celestial body, all senses awash in vivid views and vapors. Hope you are having a wonderful day, my friend!
      Tyler 🙂

      • Ishaiya says:

        Can I have a glass of what you’re drinking there? 😉
        The day here is drawing to a close, but it’s been a very interesting day. I hope your day is treating you well.
        Cheers my friend

  2. segmation says:

    Such beautiful clouds and an awesome poem!

  3. Elisa says:

    oooooooooooo electric green excites me soooooooo

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