Observed from an Airline Window
"The sky shone gaunt gold
on the lip of the storm before
the" anvil shaped clouds advanced
upon the burning margins of the world.
Like a dream the thunder rolled away
leaving cotton candy swirls before a
Gentle, white horse clouds appeared
pulling pastel chariots
bearing angels –rainbows,
tinted on their snowy wings.
Down they plunged, gilt-edged
into a pit of pure white, popcorn clouds.
Seeing the earth as God might
I observe in wonder
before the breakfast service,
delicate washes of pale lavender
mist into daylight.
Suzanne Delaney is a retired Registered Nurse. A resident of Hawaii, USA she was born in Tasmania. She now has time to pursue her passion for writing poetry, creating collages and for traveling.