a cloudy sort of day

All of these are at least ten years old, but could have easily been written today:

waiting for her call
I stare
at thunderclouds

sudden cloudburst —
the street puddles
join hands

thickening clouds —
a steady downpour
of beer

playing catch with my sons
...not a cloud in the sky

unrecognized
by an old friend —
clouds without rain

sunny spring day —
walking through a cloud
of perfume

disappearing into a cloudless sky a child’s balloon