My Clouds - By Angelo Dizon

I aboard an airplane, again.
A ship sailed throughout
The white sheets of snow
It became a tornado that
Devoured everything on its path

A bear was sleeping with
White sheets of the sky
A dolphin flipped itself
To reach the other end of the sea

A dragon flew over me
A steed trampled over me
An archer released an arrow
That almost pierced my heart

Upon my eternal slumber,
I drew clouds in the sky
A ship, tornado and house
Also the arrow, and the archer.