Thursday, April 9, 2009

Sky Watch Friday: Silver Skies





The skies were stormy this week.

Silver skies illuminate
The foreboding storm
Clouds rise like a curtain
And rain tap dances
On the street below

You can view more lovely skies at


20 comments:

septembermom said...

Dramatic photos! Very cool! Very nice poem too!

Louise said...

How interesting those skies are!

Opaque said...

Rightly written by "septembermom" - these photos are dramatic, indeed. And, yes the lines are lovely!!! Keep writing!!!

Barb said...

The sky looks bruised - looks as though it had a good cry.

Secret Mom Thoughts said...

Dramatic shots.

Bryan said...

Tap dancing rain. That's quite the mental image.

Pearl Maple said...

Fantastic photos for Sky Watch Friday, like the way you have used the light and lines. Thanks for sharing with us all and thanks for your kind comments on my post earlier.

Carol said...

Beautiful dark skies....great moon shot...silver skies indeed....

Redzlan said...

Yes, Silver colour!

Kilauea Poetry said...

Oh, this is cool (your words w/ this moon)..were you out running around in under the night sky?
I have an empty cup..but I could sneak an old one in..ha. I love moon shots! If you see me post one, you know it's a few moons ago!

kazu said...

Wonderful colors sky.
Great photo!

Nadege said...

thrilling photos of the sky WG. and the
poem is the perfect escort.

WriteUp Cafe said...

short and sweet... :)

we are waiting to see your poems on WriteUp too.. :)

Andrea said...

Wonderful shots...wonderful words. :)

Anonymous said...

I like how the sunlight peeks out the clouds.
very nice skywatch

bobbie said...

what lovely colors. These are wonderful pictures.

Naturegirl said...

Silver sky that's for sure and the fact that you write well!

GreensboroDailyPhoto said...

Tap dancing rain is a fabulous mental image to accompany your stunning photo! Skywatch Friday is such a good thing!

Arija said...

I love the thought of tapdancing rain. Nice shots.

Judith Ellis said...

Variance happening simultaneously, great foreboding and pleasure. Isn't it funny the way life often is? Sometimes one does not happen without the other. Very nice, Write Girl!