Ryoma’s mum, Alex, recently sent us this wonderful poem written by her son describing what he sees when he’s cloudspotting…
Category: Cloud Poetry
Why not send us your own cloud poetry? Remember to include your full name and where you live.
David Oscarson, Supporting Member 40914, recently shared this poem which beautifully describes the image he captured.
Carole Chandler, member 28346, sent us a little poem from Marley (Retired Guide Dog … and super-duper canine cloud-spotter) and herself that hopes might bring a smile to some fellow ‘cloud spotters’ out there!
Sharrie Fordham of Bury St Edmunds, UK, recently sent us this thoughtful cloud inspired poem.
Jeanie Class, member 45,190, recently sent this poem inspired by the skies above Oceano, on the central coast of California and of the north shore of Kauai.
This poem, by McClain Homann, was inspired by the idea of what one might feel, see or think inside of a cloud.
Cindy Medina of Las Cruces, New Mexico wrote explaining that it has been sunshine for 1 1/2 months and she misses the clouds, rain, and snow. Regardless of this, she sent us these cloud haiku.
Lorelei O’Connor of Beaverton, Oregon has sent us her poem for the white clouds.
McClain Homann (member 45082) is a recent member of the Cloud Appreciation Society from Mattoon IL, US. He loves to write and sent his latest cloud-inspired poem to share
Carole Chandler (member 28346) is from Chester in the UK. Recently, whilst taking her dog on a New Year walk, she was inspired by the first clouds of the year to write this uplifing poem.
Frances Pankiewicz from Bridgwater, Somerset, UK recently sent us this wonderful cloud poem.
Andy Lumborg, member 9117, thought his poem might resonate with fellow cloud lovers.
Susan Williams is from Coventry in the UK. She recently shared two of her poems which she wrote after having been inspired by her friend
Another beautiful poem by Pauline Tabrar of Northolt, Middlesex, England
Pauline Tabrar lives in Northolt, Middlesex, England. She recently sent us this very poignant poem after learning about the Cloud Appreciation Society on LBC Radio.
Lorelei O’Connor of Beaverton, Oregon, recently sent us this cloud inspired poem.
Cloud enthusiast, Dinah Johnson, was inspired to write these poems after walking into the town of Swanage, UK, a few years ago and spotting a cumulonimbus cloud.
Anthony Davis, member 11945, has sent us a further irreverent cloud poem having taken his inspiration from the sky.
Jeni Bate, Society member 29168, has written this cloud inspired poem in the style of a Shakespearean sonnet.
Nicholas Power, Society member 27925, from Canada, recently shared two of his cloud inspired poems with us.
Nick Houvras, member 7367, shares this poem inspired by the clouds.
Anthony Davis, member 11945, recently sent in this aptly themed poem for our amusement.
Carole Chandler, member 28346, wrote this poem in the kind and gentle company of ‘Marley’, her black Labrador – a retired guide dog aged 11 and apparently, one of our canine cloudspotters.
Olivia Negron, member 41,836 has shared this beautiful poem written by her grandfather.
Dilip Bhatt, of Rajkot, India, recently sent this poem inspired by clouds.
Cindy Medina of Las Cruces, NM recently sent three of her Cloud Haiku
Meg Files from Tucson AZ recently sent us this poem that she wrote for her father’s memorial service.
Christopher Fernie is an enthusiastic cloud poet and has sent this from his Cloud Poetry archive.
Dianella Bardelli of Bologna, Italy recently sent us her Cloud Haiku
Cielo al tramonto
un’allucinazione
di rosso e sangue
……………………….
Poche le nubi
sopra il mare cobalto –
sfioriscon lente
………………………
Nubi di notte
le illumina la luna –
diventan grigie
……………………..
C’è anche il giallo
nel rosso dell’aurora –
diventa rosa
© Dianella Bardelli
Christopher Fernie has written a number of poems inspired by clouds and wrote to us saying that he would like to dedicate this one to the Society; it was written in 2006 and first appeared on the poetry website, Poetbay.
Cindy Medina from Las Cruces, NM, loves clouds and the weather. She recently sent us some Haiku poems which reflect her enjoyment.
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Flight
If love was like clouds and I leapt
from the plane, could I fall into you?
Could you bear me softly like faith,
muss my shadow with woolly devotion,
fold me into your core, where I could not feel
the rush of grave air?
Would you blind me, temporarily, please?
Let me glean this when I unbuckle, head for the exit:
your turning mass like milk in the belly,
your lack of certainty, the way your edges furl –
Or let me make my own cloud
here on the pane – let me hush you into an oval window
wipe a line through my breath with a finger
as if proving I have agency over love, and water and air.
© Sarah Westcott[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_column_text]Sarah Westcott’s first collection, Slant Light, was published in 2016 by Pavilion Poetry, an imprint of Liverpool University Press. Sarah’s poems have appeared in magazines including The Poetry Review and Magma, and in anthologies including The Forward Book of Poetry 2017 – as well as on beermats, billboards and the side of buses. She is currently Manchester Cathedral Poet of the Year and lives in Kent with her family.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]
[vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_column_text]This is the winning poem in the Cloud Poetry Competition that we ran with Candlestick Press. Lesley’s poem will appear in the forthcoming leaflet from Candlestick Press, Ten Poems about Clouds.[/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]
Hazy, Massed, Dappled
after Jean-Baptiste Lamarck, Annuaire Méteorologique 1802
Hazy, massed, dappled, their cotton shifts, their furs and velvets; bringers of lambs’ tails and almond-blossom, suspended ceilings of heartbroken thunder and storm-damaged childhoods – you are never as alone as you think you are. But in the walled garden all that fills you is sky and the wisps of someone else’s weathers: spring snow, a rag of fire in a bare tree, roofs smoking with dew-mist. A cirrus of midges. Then sunlight bursting each pane of glass as it passes, like a housemartin crashing softly against the picture-rails. Afternoon darkening in all its parlours and pigeon-holes of grey. Now move hands like clouds (seven times). Carry tiger to mountain.
© Lesley Saunders, 2017[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_empty_space][vc_column_text]Lesley Saunders is the author of several books of poetry, including Cloud Camera, a book of poems about the dream lives of scientific instruments and medical techniques (Two Rivers Press 2012). She has performed her work at literary festivals and on the radio, and has worked on collaborative projects with artists, sculptors, musicians, photographers and dancers. Otherwise, she works as an independent researcher in education. www.lesleysaunders.org.uk[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]
Petrina Anthony sent us this poem from her home in Malaysia
Peter Franke submitted a poem that he wrote circa 1976
Stephanie Green is a poet, writer, novelist, playwright who lives with her husband in Edinburgh. This a wonderful poem about the Northern Lights
A peaceful cloud poem by JJ Evendon who says about it “I suppose when you look at some of the clouds, they are, just like floating mushrooms”.
Julie Stein, member 29213 from Athens, Greece has sent us this poem.
A layer of cloud covers the summer sky,
pleasant without menace.
Tantalisingly beautiful.
Serene by absence of noise.
Drawn by wind carriages.
The sun’s rays exposing momentary holes,
transformed into stilts of light.
Radiant.
Only to disappear then reappear.
All random.
The shadow makers continue their passage,
individually, collectively –
it matters not,
for they are there,
above.
Always above
without torment or whisper.
© JJ Evendon January 2016
Take me high up to the stratosphere
to where the air is wonderfully clear.