I Looked Out My Quartz Window, Today br Any Lavender Bloom, Had Long, Withered Away br Instead, It Seemed Like A Pale, Charcoal-Clay br Had Been Lumped Across, The Sky To Lay br Waiting For An Arctic Potter, To Play br At Molding Gray Skies, Really Grey … br br The Clouds, Looked Like Silver, Tumbling Rocks br Gathered and Galvanized, In A Wintry Dock br Or Like Gray Wolves, Chasing Wooly Flocks br Or An, Old, Cold Woman, With Ashen-Locks br Blocking Aerial Light, Bent-Down, and Dropped br Those Gray Skies, Really Grey … br br It Appeared Like Picked, ‘Pewter’, Cotton Balls br Or Bubbling-Mist, At The Bottom Of Waterfalls br Or Like Smoke Billowed Above, A Granite-Castle Hall br Or Plumes, Drifting Across, Leaving A Slate-Scrawled, br Voluminous Message, On A Vaporous Wall br Of Gray Skies, Really Grey … br br Cloudy: Looked Like Metallic, Rolling Stones br Platinum, Aluminum, Steel, or Tin-Toned br Clumped and Smoothed, Sculptured-Pearled-Domed br Which Some Tornado, Had Lifted and Thrown br Or Like Some Hurricane, Had Heftily Blown br Thru The Air, ‘Til All Was Iron-Monochrome … br br (Thru The Wistful Window, In My Home) br Beneath A Thick, Overcast Blanket Of Foam br Letting Feathery, Flights Of Fancy Roam br To Collect Into One, Big, Thunder-Tome br Reading That Dark Cloud-Mass; It Reflectively Shone … br … That Gray Sky, Was Really, Beautifully Grey br br Written & ©: 21710 br br By: The MoonBeebr br MoonBee Canadybr br