Hello, and welcome! This is 15 Words or Less Poems, a low-pressure way to wake up your poetry brain (guidelines here), and I’m very glad you’re here. [Also, subscribers, did you get an email notification this morning that this post was up? I didn’t, and I’m wondering if there’s a glitch.]
Although I don’t like sitting in the window seat on airplanes, I do like craning my neck to see out the window occasionally. My WHOLE row was empty on my flight home from Florida last month, and I scooted over several times to admire the view. This image makes me think of several things:
- The leaking skylight we had in our old house before a bathroom redo
- Ships made of clouds
And here’s my first draft. I thought about how I often think it would be so cool to be able to go out and touch the clouds, and how dreamlike that would be. But mostly, I’m just glad the clouds are there, even if I can’t have them (if you know what I mean). That got me thinking about things we wish for for ourselves but have to be content that they are at least there in the world.
It’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS! (Title doesn’t count toward word count)