Nine Variations of a Cloud
1
Looking up, I renounce pity and the sadness of wind.
2
Only lust pulls and shapes more, diminishing your integrity.
3
It slips through whenever I try to grab it.
4
Every phrase is a window glowing at night, surrendered to its frame.
5
Water in another form is still water.
6
In whose ruins must you survive?
7
Another shape, another moment desperately spent.
8
And still you thrive in diminishment.
9
Bearing nothing, it conceals.
* * *
“Nine Variations of a Cloud” first appeared in Kindle Magazine in December 2015, and was also included in Gossamer: An Anthology of Contemporary World Poetry.
O at the Edges 
This is beautiful, Mr. Okaji; perhaps my favoured. I much admire the parsimony of your spirit, which, as if one is weaving filatures, lacks no force or potency in how lightly it is pressed.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
So clever, Bob! My favourite variation is #4.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Lynne. I don’t know where this one came from, but it popped out.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love this poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks very much, VJ!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Welome
LikeLike
Another vote here for #4 – quite a collection, each resonates.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Jazz. Another result of daydreaming. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person