Valentine's Day draws near (so reminded by all the candy-filled hearts at the supermarket), and that means I need to come up with a poem for my wife. I have one brewing, and I keep reworking it in my head. Anyways ... the constant storms in the Bay Area tend to create some fantastic cloud scapes for my Dumbarton Bridge commute. There's plenty of inspiration there ...

Storms furrowed my brow
and I dreamed of writing you a poem
that would tear holes in the clouds
to let the sunbeams of my affection shine through
but you simply smiled
and waved your hand
an affectionate dismissal my brooding
"i'd rather have your skies clear and delicous blue
they are so much prettier that way"
for a few moments, or maybe a day or two, I forgot my name
I was off looking for the sunshine, and a place to store my clouds ...

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Published: (2005-01-10 13:34:59.0)