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As they glide through the waves of air
Way above the sky, silently but not aloud
Huge puffy balls of sterile white cotton
So inviting are they
Too few words I know or can convey
I wish I could go on such a magical ride
Floating high in the sky
Oh why can/'/t I?
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Why Can't I ?

Contributed by jamesstockdale on Wednesday, 20th April 2016 @ 11:11:57 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I sit and watch the distant clouds
As they glide through the waves of air
Way above the sky, silently but not aloud
Huge puffy balls of sterile white cotton
So inviting are they
Too few words I know or can convey
I wish I could go on such a magical ride
Floating high in the sky
Oh why can/'/t I?

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Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 21st April 2016 @ 12:49:57 AM AEST
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lovely:) hugs n love nessa

Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Thursday, 21st April 2016 @ 12:56:19 AM AEST
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What a view we would have!!
This reminds me of Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz.
Clouds always remind me of popcorn, buttered with sunlight.
Thank you for reminding me what a lovely escape cloud-watching can be!
Tomorrow I will make a point of noticing the sunrise before I notice the traffic!
softerware

Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Thursday, 21st April 2016 @ 04:18:04 PM AEST
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Oh, this feels like a double entendre.
For the first, the thought of having the wind in your hair would be great, and the sights amazing, and here/'/s something that might just give that feeling: youtube.com/watch?v=G3QrhdfLCO8
But the second, it might be good thoughts to be enjoying clouds and be among them, but I/'/d save those thoughts for a another day, preferably one in an airplane. ;) Patient and happy is the life to be, but it has to be sincere, and unforced, or else it won/'/t be satisfactory at all. :)

Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 21st April 2016 @ 10:49:12 PM AEST
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ahh yes
nice and smooth

Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by Deidra_Carmichael on Sunday, 24th April 2016 @ 05:36:24 PM AEST
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I love the sense of innocent dreaming and adventure. Sounds like me when I take the time to recuperate from the wear and tear of life. Keep posting great stuff; take care, and God bless,

Deidra

Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Friday, 6th May 2016 @ 02:00:03 PM AEST
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did you ever see a dream walking well i did, did you ever hear a dream talking ,well i did and now the dream is dancing like a cloud we all float down here like balloons in the sky , roll up for the mystery tour, well ive got a golden ticket . xxx

Re: Why Can't I ? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 6th September 2020 @ 09:53:15 AM AEST
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//I`m guessing since this is posted under emotional that it`s not all peaches and cream here.

While you regale with us such imagery I`m wondering if some pain exists making you wish you could be up there and just whisked away instead of where your state of mind is at that precise moment. Or am I simply just reading too much into it?

Whatever the case may be, it is a beautiful trip into that precious sky.

Thank you,

Dugan
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