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From Patricia S Brown
Washington State, USA Context The sky is hung with clouds like some great stage while we wander below, too often unaware of the play. © Patricia S Brown
From Michael Davis
Clouds at 25,000 Gliding through puffy white On metal wings of wonder Patchwork quilt o’ glorious sight The ground that passes under From my window I scan the sky For clouds on high and low Searching endless as I try For objects I may know On and on my gaze intent The shapes amongst the […]
From Sue Shaw
If Clouds were Blue If clouds were blue and the sky was white, Would ‘Singin’ the Blues’ mean you’re ‘Feelin’ Alright’? Would elderly ladies be the ‘White Rinse Brigade’? And would ‘Blue Suede Shoes’ come in some other shade? Would little white lies be Turquoise or Prussian? Would vodka and Curacao make a White Russian? […]
From Jackie S Brooks
Cloud Collecting Oh those blue skies are very nice but if you stop to think twice, by clouds they are enhanced and they keep us all entranced. When fascination takes root photographs we must shoot, and with camera in hand we will wander the land. When we start to obsess of cloudscapes to possess, life […]
From Jaycee MacNaughton
Cloud No. 9 Through the shapes in the clouds I see you sleeping As your eye lids flicker You must be dreaming. The stars that surround you Covers like a blanket The soft shine of the moon Dimly lightens your room. The sharp air in the breeze Cuts butter like a knife But I stand […]
From Jackie S Brooks
Clouds Constantly changing shape, lovely cumulus clouds A fluffy and white skyscape tinged with grey, and sometimes pink, All foaming and frothing like the suds in a sink. A gallery of soft sculpture forms up at great height, And the watcher for sure who has an imaginative eye, Will be delightfully rewarded With such sights […]
From Indrani Ananda
“PLENTY OF SUNSHINE FROM THE WORD ‘GO’ “ Have you seen the forecast map for Summer on the way? It’s “wall-to-wall”, it’s “plenty”, and stronger by the day; A field-day for the ‘lobsters’ as the UV bakes them pink; It’s what they want beside the sea – skin cancer? They don’t think! If we’re not […]
From Sue Shaw
from Wooler, Northumberland Set Your Sights High or (You Cannot Be Cirrus!!) I aspire to Asperatus, ‘Though my aim is Alto Stratus And my Cumulo’s not as Nimbus as it was. But my Circumzenithal Arc Looks just as good, light or dark, With my Kelvin-Helmholtz, Fringed with Diamond Dust. As my Auntie Crepuscular says “Don’t […]
From Indrani Ananda
Brighton, UK THE CLOUD WATCHER I saw a sultan’s palace in the clouds With minarets gold-dipped in setting sun; Its lapis-blue paved stairways spanned the sky Then fell away as evening’s light was done. I watched a fronded bird of paradise Become a crystal dancer in the blue; She spun with graceful lacy cirrus veils […]
