Cloud Nine+ (Poetry)

Joni has a little cloud —
she floats up high and free
above the cruel uncaring world
she hovers distantly.

She doesn’t answer when we call
she will not turn her head
she used to speak but none could tell
a single word she said.

Her wide eyes fixed upon the sky
her face lit by the moon
her shadow rocks from side to side
in time to some lost tune.

What thoughts she has we cannot guess
her medication’s set
and Joni’s safe upon her cloud
for no one’s reached her yet.