Clouds are great, they play an intrinsic part in the earths Eco system…
Category: Cloud Poetry
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May 1, 2014
April 23, 2014
Je suis un nuage sur pieds
Rempli d’humidité…
January 23, 2014
the world’s breath
mouth full of lightning…
December 17, 2013
All life is still.
No breeze…
September 5, 2013
Clouds, they live in a theatrical realm
Behind nights curtain they quietly roam…
September 3, 2013
Clouds give rain, clouds give shade,
some thin clouds create optical phenomena…
August 29, 2013
A one legged dinosaur A black hole confused
A woolly boot and Two pairs of shoes…
August 27, 2013
See clouds all laced with pink
“How marvellous!” I think…
August 20, 2013
white clouds
brushed on the sky…
July 31, 2013
What beauty lies before us spread
When once we lift our eyes…
July 25, 2013
My head aches
and a thumping migraine…
July 4, 2013
They scene change, never discolouring the sky’s stage
Amuse, bruise, goad our optimism and threaten us…
June 4, 2013
With my old rod I am fishing, sitting waiting wishing;
That those watery folk below, were not my rig a’missing…
January 29, 2013
What can we truly say?
To try encapsulate;
The marvel of the changing sky
With colours so divine?…
January 15, 2013
You belong to what?
How sweet
How English…
November 29, 2012
I’ve seen castles in the sky
wild geese as they fly…
October 23, 2012
Perched on high above the sprawl
I take it in the endless crawl…
October 2, 2012
I wish clouds could speak
I would send you words in fluffy streaks…
August 14, 2012
Amongst the chaos high above
Endless clouds they push and shove…
August 7, 2012
Pannus lurk, ominous on the horizon,
Somewhere in the haze…
July 12, 2012
I miss the mist
That hangs high…
July 3, 2012
When I wake up very late
The dancing clouds they never wait…
June 28, 2012
Black ink blotch clouds imbue the West dusk sky
Nebulous noctilucent drift ethereally up high…
June 26, 2012
And Wordsworth said: “I wandered lonely as a cloud…” But are clouds ever lonely?
June 14, 2012
Clouds have travelled where I never have.
They’ve crested the Himalayan peaks…
June 12, 2012
Obsidion umbrella that rules the night
With random specks of dancing light…
June 7, 2012
These are the clouds
I love to see –
giant islands,
promontories…
May 17, 2012
I sat and I watched as the clouds sailed on by,
Majestically striding and marching so high…
May 15, 2012
I see horses galloping like saffron wind
Across the sunset prairie sky…
May 9, 2012
The giant sky what a fun place to play,
Magical white forms to uncover today…
May 3, 2012
They enter on their own time
shifting eternally until called down to earth as rain…
May 1, 2012
A geography of clouds drifts
across my sun-bed sky…
March 27, 2012
Not yet
A droplet in your mother’s azure eye…
March 22, 2012
I see you
And when I catch sight of you
You have already been seen…
March 20, 2012
Genus stratus lies low in the hills
Waiting for strays and lost wills…
February 27, 2012
Would you think a person was crazy if they told you a cloud was pink?
February 27, 2012
Sunset
In the blue canvas of the sky
Painted with blue and white
Bright feathers of the sky, slashed with pink
Suspended in light
Riding in the colourful space
I am the artist of the world
Ellie (aged 9)
St John’s College School, Cambridge, UK
(you can also read the other poems by pupils from St John’s College School)
February 27, 2012
Clouds
The voice of the sun
Told me to bring my paints out
To paint the sky.
To shape the clouds
With my skilful brushstrokes
White wisps
Scarlet smudges
Pink pinpricks
An endless task lies ahead of me
The clouds busy forming
From my restless hands
The shy filling and unfilling
Blue over white over blue
For all eternity.
Mia (aged 8)
St John’s College School, Cambridge, UK
(you can also read the other poems by pupils from St John’s College School)
February 27, 2012
Canvas of Blue Sky
Earth’s chiffon scarf
Everlastingly changed
Being stretched along this blue canvas of eternity
God
With his giant paintbrush
Never running out
On this cerulean ceiling
Of the sky
Freddie (aged 9)
St John’s College School, Cambridge, UK
(you can also read the other poems by pupils from St John’s College School)
January 12, 2012
MAGONIA – THE CITY IN THE CLOUDS
I see a crystal city all of blue moonlight and fashioned out of air;
I see the men who walk there and they are beautiful and wear gold on their hair;
I see their ships of Elven light
Sailing in the silver night,
Calling to me ….
Above the hills of Heaven, and I’ll climb them when my soul is ready to fly.
Oh listen to the starlight as it whispers through the canyons of the clouds;
Moonsilver stairways, soft-echoing to the lilting singing sounds;
Laughter and feasting there,
Voices as clear as air
Singing to me ……
Oh am I dreaming in my longing for the legend to be real?
Oh I can dwell no longer in this shadowland where the rain is coldly falling;
New moon on Magonia, ethereal, to my heart is calling;
Oceans of clouds away,
Songs of a brighter day
Call me away …….
I hear the Elfin music of fair Magonia, and Earth is nothing but a dream;
I cannot look behind me, for Earth is but the dark side of a dream.
© Indrani Ananda
