The Clouded View

In the sultry air just after sunrise
a gray cloud covering wallpapers skies
so the view from my belvedere is tight
like bubbles rising piercing each bird’s flight

solitary arrow streaks, catapult
attempts to break apart chemtrail insult
CIA weather control ambition
remnants from toppled archon tradition

just breathing requires peace under the trees
we quell our panic, these worries must cease
the grid of fear will dissipate. True love
transcends, upends the dark controlled above.

Inspired by tradition, bubbles, belvedere, catapult and written in the Stream of Consciousness Saturday style for wallpaper.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

2 thoughts on “The Clouded View”

  1. ‘a gray cloud covering wallpapers skies’–in each of your poems, a word or a phrase jumps out and I smile and repeat it to myself. This is that phrase. I am heading out to work in my yard and will take such pleasure if looking up at those wallpaper skies. Happy weekend to you, Victoria.


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