A break in the clouds—
 
how bright the winter sunlight
 
on the year’s last day!

 
 
 

From my eager eyes,
 
clouds conceal the waxing moon—
 
Yuletide misfortune.

 
 
 

Unexpectedly
 
storm clouds part, and bright blue sky
 
shows itself to me.

 
 
 

October delight—
 
I glimpse the Full Hunter’s Moon
 
before clouds move in.

 
 
 

Labor Day weekend—
 
we spot the first skein of geese
 
tangled in the clouds.

 
 
 

Storm clouds in the north—
 
how many untold stories
 
can one raindrop hold?

 
 
 

Dark winter clouds part,
 
tantalizing me with blue,
 
before the storm starts.

 
 
 

The clouds that were here
 
only a moment ago
 
were swallowed by crows!

Clouds

 
 
 

Dark clouds to the north—
 
perhaps an autumn shower
 
will settle the dust.

Mangos

 
 
 

Near the kitchen sink
 
three mangos in a white bowl
 
draw clouds of fruit flies.