September 17, 2010
Kimberly L. McClune
Clinging to the air in ever changing shapes and patterns
Gradient translucence moves in silent grace
From one form to another.
It wafts upward and outward
It’s unfocused, purposeless, free and unfettered existence
Finally dissipates into nothingness.
The inspiration for this was actually a cigarette. I was driving down Broadway to meet friends for dinner and was behind a red truck. The man driving was smoking a cigarette with the window down. At a red light, I found myself watching the smoke float about in and out of the window and this poem was born.
I am surprised that I seem to find inspiration just about anywhere for putting together a few words.