Cloud

Cloud

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Cotton tuff kitten

gargoyle contemplating Proust

remembrance of swan

 

Lake of Blue, you me

drifting along Sahibi

lost in the pink of Jaipur.

 

Each day short, hours long

the mirror of memories

naked in the sun.




Ken e Bujold 

© 2023 Ken e Bujold


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Three short stanzas and yet you gifted the reader so much. Mesmerized by the cloud formations, the blue lake and the sun on naked flesh, Loved it. The pink of Jaipur so very appealing.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


those clouds that form figures...always so interesting.
Naked in the sun...yes, they are exposed by the blue sky, and they don't mind.
this creates a floating experience for the reader.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


This was like an electric shock. I mean the jolt to the electrodes might stimulate some form of animation in the mundane. It has a nice compact, bare bones, punch. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 1 Year Ago


That thud you just heard was me falling off my computer chair! Just when I thought "Dusk" was the most prodigious piece I've ever read, you present us with "Cloud". This is magical, and brilliant. Thank you for the light it brings me, today!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ken e Bujold

1 Year Ago

thanks Kelly. hope the fall wasn't too severe.
This is part of my next exploration: modern m.. read more
Kelly Scheppers

1 Year Ago

A man with a plan! Gotta admire that!
This is fascinating. I just read an interview with Tim Green, the editor of Rattle, and he made the comment that poetry should be “accessible”, a curious choice of words that he went on to explain he meant as needing no more than a dictionary to understand. I had to go to the dictionary to get the significance of the river and the Pink City but I didn’t need it for the enjoyment of the flow of the words or to sense the emotion expressed.
A wonderful beginning to what I assume to be your new theme.

Winston

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ken e Bujold

1 Year Ago

yes will be exploring how to graft minimalism to traditional forms for a while. though you can still.. read more
Sounds like an amazing time to me, so many memories shared and now re-shared. Nice one my friend.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ken e Bujold

1 Year Ago

Jaipur in India is an incredibly beautiful city, known as the Pink City
Ken,

I truly enjoyed this memorable romantic piece of well written Poetry ...

Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Posted 1 Year Ago



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