is my favourite hour

and today

the cirrocumulus clouds

and aeroplanes trails

shine livid white

like scars on a face.

I count them with pride,

wondering which trail is yours,

hoping you looked down

and waved

as the speed of flight

and goodbye whisked you away

to a home without names.

In all honesty,

it is unlikely

any of the sky dust

belongs to you,

I like to imagine

you took another route;

to avoid having to imagine

seeing my face

for one last time.


© Kristiana Reed 2018

5 thoughts on “Cirrocumulus

  1. poetryfromtheinkwell says:

    Goodbyes are hard, no doubt about it. Cirrocumulus is also very apt for they usually indicate the arrival of cold weather and we all know goodbyes can be very cold. Excellent!

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