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From Richard Greene
Northampton, Massachusetts, USA Clouds Over the high ridge clouds blossom from an emptiness of flame-blue sky, blossom and vanish and blossom and vanish again in a display of planetary prestidigitation. Lamb White Days It was fine today, this fifteenth of May, flocks of fleecy clouds grazing in cornflower fields watered by yesterday’s rain. Islands in […]
From Sanderson Nossai de Gagemon
Tremendous as a great primordial beast, you darkly arched Across the Summer sky, obliterating warmth and light From all the valley of the Trent, that lay drought-parched Beneath you, swathed in dread apocalyptic night. No countenance you had, but with your mighty concave belly glowered Forth in grimly rippling shades of sombre black and grey […]
From Stephen Casey
Whipped creams, Or God’s dreams? High above the ground, Hovering without sound. Soared only by planes, Or extremely high cranes. A source of wonder for the young, From places far flung, But united in their joy derived, From this white blanket knived By blue or black sections Depending on the suns projections. Providing rain, sleet […]
From Danielle Wick
Clouds Slippery bits of precipitation, curling and clamoring across different levels of the atmosphere, they are temporary fossils casting sedimentary shadows over ocean, tilled earth and urban sprawl. In the early evening and earlier morning, they become chameleons confused against the darkened blue – instead of hanging like oxygen rich bruises, black and swollen, they […]
From Dana Serum
Winona, Minnesota, USA Clouds in Ft. Lauderdale Gigantic cotton balls, Wonder if it tasted like Cotton candy. If I could Touch it, would it be wet? Who knew they had names, Other than “shade” or “fog”. I always watch them Float on by- I wonder Where they have to go. Maybe They watch us as […]
From Katy Konrad
Clouds haiku Ribbons of pink clouds Figure skating against the sky, makes Monday melt. © Katy Konrad 2011
From Ursula Gressmann
Cloudsongs Above me on sunny days cotton plugs inconstant layer crinkled frail white lambs grazing on blue meadows between sky and earth I am listening to soft musik of the cloudharp and the sky is presentig me a pearl-coloured smile * * * White dome shaped cotton plugs above me falling into pieces cloudstreets does […]
From Wayne Rickard
Only A Passing Cloud When darkness hides the sun from view and shadows move across the blue -never let it worry you. It is only a passing cloud. Don’t let people spoil your day by what they do and what they say, it doesn’t matter anyway, they are only passing clouds. And if a big […]
From Kazuhiro Tachibana
The Morning River The river is flowing The river is not big but rich Rocky shore in water to wet Reflected on the river is a scenic flock of clouds Among them a bird flies He was quickly across and disappeared Into the mass of clouds The river is flowing without sound Clouds are flowing […]
