"Cloud
Ten"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
Saturday, September 10th, 6:25 a.m. pdt
Cloud One took a long time
to arrive
Gleaned from gladdened good times to derive
A set of degrees from which happiness spouts
And humor with love should blight lonely time routs
Cloud two, yes the next
step through the sky
Fluffy, fulfilling, don't ever ask why
As greatness and times ne'er will happen again
Bouncing, no burdens through pleasure and pain
Cloud Three and Four, seemed
attainable yes
And throughout the years, each one had to bless
The times with the fiery blazed passion of love
While gazing at blue skies with clouds up above
Cloud Five and Six, Seven,
sweet, soft stepping stones
As if in a dream, soothing sorry old bones
The steps to fulfillment, then falling through air
But the end result of experience always lived there
Cloud Eight never really
showed up in focus
Learning to live without love's hocus pocus
And settling for friends, conversations, and lust
Just hoping and praying with passion and trust
Cloud Nine was among the
ecstatic places
Filled not just with kind and adoring faces
But with encompassing love in the final degree
Embracing sweet passion just overwhelms me
A skip through the universe, fleeting subllime
And a better dream coming this time.
And now without warning
I'm right on Cloud Ten
And sweet love surrounds me I don't know from when
This latest exhuberance shatters bad dreams
And Cloud Ten is just where I belong now it seems
A skip through the universe, fleeting sublime
And the better dream came true this time.
Poetry
2005
