Cloud Atlas

Our thoughts drift away like

balloons lost on the autumnal breeze ,

high above the derelict fairgrounds

sans illuminations sans crowds

their thrills and joys languishing

in the prison of our memories ;

memories themselves become the distant specks

elevated almost beyond perception ,

dancing their pavane amongst the

fleeing clouds being driven into ethereal

exile from the canopied stage ,

void of distinguishing features

its spectrum now uncalibrated ,

the cell is empty

our thoughts have…

4 thoughts on “Cloud Atlas

  1. Sana Rose

    The opening lines have such a hig imagery that sets the reader’s thoughts in the same path as the metaphor.. Great write on thoughts and memories with high specificity of their nature.

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  2. Louis Kasatkin Post author

    Sun, 14 Jul 2013 at 8:18Sun, 8:18
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    …. have drifted away
    excellent visual piece dipped in musing thought
    your work is a joy to your readers

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  3. lokesh roy

    The last line says it all … leaving the dots for the readers ! Yes, thoughts drift away like clouds but the imprints remain forever .

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