clouds – Greenfire Creative, LLC

Footprints

November 17, 2020November 17, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

Cascade of white cloud puffs in clear blue sky; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Fall morning’s footprints
soft shoe choreography
to my heart’s rhythm

Sunset Recipe

August 3, 2020August 3, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

Towering clouds at sunset; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Sunset recipe
Equal parts wonder and awe
Stir gently, then rest.

Soft Dawn

July 15, 2020July 15, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

mist shrouded trees in early morning; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Some days morning breaks
Others ease in hushed and slow
A hopeful promise

Poetry Slowdown

July 10, 2020July 10, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

gold-tinged storm clouds; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
I want to rush through
but Poetry makes me slow
down to understand

Dislocation

June 21, 2020June 21, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

sunrays radiating out above dark backlit clouds; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Dislocation seems
a small price to discover
better ways forward

Late Day Haze

June 19, 2020June 19, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

Late day clouds massing above ridgeline; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Late day haze shimmers
I never tire of clouds, the
sky’s punctuation

Sky Fire Sunset

June 13, 2020June 13, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

fiery red clouds streaming across evening twilight sky; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Sky fire erupting
Sunset’s wonder and glory
Such drama queen clouds

Sun Rises

May 15, 2020May 15, 2020 Judy Fort Brenneman signs-of-hope

mid-morning sun shining through small hole in dense clouds; text overlaid on image — Small signs of hope in the coming apocalypse:
Sun rises through clouds
What’s here now? I ask, dreaming
Wind whispers stories