oaf or the rainbone

this road is quail run
its nearness and parallelitude to mighty mingus mountain is here evinced

the ridge of mingus has been powder-sugared by flurried snow
and is hugged by the fleece of post-precipitative cloud

the cloud once turgid is now a mere bone of its erstwhile self
and i an oaf with a megapixel-challenged phone camera do not do it justice

but it the rainbone insouciantly hugs and floats on
and given a choice i’d take a moment to be it
rather than a practicing oaf