Scattering Wisps Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Scattering Wisps
Mushrooming, flattening, splitting into many parts,
scattering across the sky, to be replaced by wisps
of clouds, hanging tightly to each other's skirts.
Afraid to let go and become a part of something so
much larger - so much more than what they are.
Blue sliding across the sky, slamming into whites
of cloud's small eyes, gently dipping into depths
of ocean tides.
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