Scribble Sky
Someone's been busy on the blue-screen sky,
cloud doodler, artist, not the graffiti kind.
Part scribbler, part chef, deft with white.
Wide line sweeps zigzags into diminishing
tails of kites, tornadoes,
well laid down on a giant canvas,
one-dimensional scribble.
And over there, neatly placed to the side,
whipped puffs layered with 3D skill, a chef's
touch, a dream in cream.