Cloud Views

The sky was sunny, the temperature was mild, and the wind was calm and mild. Tornadoes are known to rarely occur here, but the winds can get rather gusty. There is no hurricane season here, but the summer heat can often be rather terrorizing. In these parts, there is a rainy season in winter that often produces very little rain. Earthquakes are widely common in California, but not so much in this valley region. As I was saying, the sunny sky had created such awesome beauty on a late spring day. As I drove home, I looked up and into the west and observed a sunset in this month of May. I tell you, the bright clouds nesting in the western sky is enough to take your breath away. Clouds are said to be the 'Dust of God’s Feet'. Perhaps today he portrayed his feet being comforted in the setting sun. The clouds were snowy white and perhaps, they too were staring at their own beautiful sight. San Francisco once embraced us with beautiful views and captured us with the flight of kites. Whether renting or buying in the City by the Bay, the views were always a part of the price. Clouds? I don’t remember clouds there, but most days, after the fog, turned sunny and nice. Where I live presently, there’s no Golden Gate Bridge, no super curving street, but there are views. Yes, I miss the fog and the foghorns, and I wish we had the cool San Francisco chills on those hot summer days. But no, I wouldn’t take anything for the cloud views that never cease to overwhelm me. Yes, my mind sometimes flows to the city of hills and chills and the views from Twin Peaks. But I like Sacramento with views of the High Sierras, and I like the clouds I saw today. 06012015PSContest, Sky Poetry, Anthony Slausen Contest entry 101620, Old Poems, Free Verse (003) Sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A. 8P