Cloud

[davidbenjamindix]

Welcome the floating life preserver; 
a cloak of life and destruction,
was busted but now assembled.

Wave hello to morning glory;
transporting the serum to three days of grace,
cleansing the mummified bodies. 

Called by some, super cool and predictable; 
beware the pride of the smith.
Enticing those to come out and play,
striking and burning the birdie maker
and shearing the hair with razor sharp branches.

Circling under pressure 
into a towering inferno of great speed and agility,
fills its belly and spills its guts.

Illuminator of paths;
powered by a generator of enormous strength,
puffing on sheep's wool and blowing smoke made of acid,
shading the canvas of great expanse,
a mass of relentless force;
engulf it all.