Looking For Silver Linings

Shoulder to shoulder
we contemplate clouds, hunt for
silver, my brother
lost, then found, ponders what ifs –
clouds become threads, unite us.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Photo mine)

Lapses in Light

The sky donned a mask today –
clouds contriving a hoax –
like a great, feathered beast
emerging from the heavens,
bearing down on me –

Silly, this trepidation, this
superstitious sentimentality –
both clouds and I know
this is only illusion – sun
still rules the skies…

(Willow Poetry poses the weekly challenge:  What Do You See?  based on the featured image.)