A Dreamer and Pink Clouds

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A dreamer, they say,

Not a screamer, okay,

But she’d better work harder

To fill up the larder.

Her writing’s just play

And it never will pay

Her head’s in a cloud

And she’s thinking out loud.

Someday she’ll go crazy

From being so lazy.

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But I know what’s real

And so what’s the big deal?

My mind loves to think

About why clouds are pink.

I’ll come back to Earth

But the pink clouds are worth

All the stares, and heads shaking

Because I am making

A scene in my head

For my novel’s next thread.

 

 

 

 

28 thoughts on “A Dreamer and Pink Clouds

    • I read that when you recover from alcohol addiction you can feel so good that it’s called being on a pink cloud. Trouble is that the feeling usually doesn’t last, but that pink cloud is like a fantasy world. Anyway, it’s a nice place to be, I think.

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  2. You definitely caught my third favorite subject on camera, Anneli! I love clouds and this photo has the prettiest colors in the sky and cloud itself. Your poetry reminds me of many daydreamers I have known, but how you wrapped it up, as a part of your next book’s “thread” made me smile! ❤

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