A massive cloud rips
its guts out
on the mountain peak
with the wound healing
in a miraculous moment
as its bulk
stretches across the sky
like a just-risen grey cat
wondering if it’s time
to eat again.
Diane Webster has worked 30 years at the same newspaper moving into different departments over the years. Her work has appeared in Illya’s Honey, River Poet’s Journal, The Hurricane Review and other literary magazines.
