Category: Cloud Poetry

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From Greg Kern

If Clouds Could Talk…

What if clouds hold conversations
That would be a revelation
If they can talk, then they might say…

“I hope it doesn’t rain today!”
“I’m freezing, my hands are cold as ice.”
“It’s too hot! This breeze feels nice.”
“…Hmmm…What color should I wear?”
“This wind is messing up my hair.”
“My! It’s raining cats and dogs!”
“I can’t see through all this fog.”
“Look at that romantic moon.”
“Winter will be coming soon.”
“I think that I’ll just hang around.”
“CAN’T SOMEONE TURN THAT THUNDER DOWN!!!”
“The stars are shining bright tonight”
“Have you seen the Northern Lights?”
“Mom, can I go out and play?”
“Yes, but don’t go far away.”
“We’d better go, it’s getting late.”
“I think that she’s put on some weight!”
“I like to travel to far-off places.”
“I can’t remember names, but remember faces.”
“We should really get together.”
“I’m tired of all this crummy weather.”
“I wish that I had wings to fly.”
“I wonder what happens when we die?”
“This Summer sun can be so soothing.”
“WHAT’S THE PROBLEM!? WHY AREN’T WE MOVING!?”
“I really am not into crowds.”
“He thinks that he’s God’s gift to clouds.”

I don’t believe that clouds can’t speak
…I’ve seen them dancing cheek to cheek And in those times of deep devotion I’m certain they express emotion

© Greg Kern Olmsted Falls, Ohio

From Spiggsy

With my old rod I am fishing, sitting waiting wishing;
That those watery folk below, were not my rig a’missing…

Maitland Sky © Spiggsy

From Spiggsy

What can we truly say?
To try encapsulate;
The marvel of the changing sky
With colours so divine?…

From Mia (aged 8)

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)