Sky Whale
a summer story in exactly 50 words
Sky Whale
We lie in new-mowed grass this summer day.
Shoulder to shoulder, fingers touching,
we are in love beyond all reason.
Turning our eyes to the west, we are amazed to see
a great white whale swimming across the sea of sky.
We hold our breath. It wisps away into nothingness.
Thank you, at for sharing your lovely photo of the Sky Whale.
Sky whale! Well done, Captain.
We don't do enough looking up without expectation. There is a little (little) mexican restaurant in the line of shops across the street from the highschool. The man who is main cook and owner was 5 years old when he lived in my apt #10. He's a grown man now. Its comforting to see. His storefront window is covered with anti-glare film. The glass door is not. Bright blue sky shows through that. But the windows show the clouds curling and rolling in all their spectacular glory. Two views inches apart.... a way of looking. Glare of the world makes us squint and look away. Seen through deliberate filter we catch glimpses of love. Keep looking. There is a filmy whale.