Free Verse: Cloud

A fluffy ball of cotton in the sky,
floating lighter than air,
captures all evaporation coming up,
and when all inside, begins to transform them into water.

Free Verse: The Moon

As the sun goes down the western hills,
this crystal sphere rises,
shaped sometimes like a ball,
sometimes like a banana,
with a faint glow of light,
like a diamond high in the sky.