Cloud Poetry

Why not send us your own cloud poetry? Remember to include your full name and where you live.

From Amy Whitewick

Wiltshire, UK The Cloud Oh, fluffy cloud, So flat, so small, Surrounded by An azure pool. Suddenly you grow bigger, Making me shout , Look out, There’s rain about. Heavier you grow, Dark as dusk, Stretching across, Like a mammoth tusk. Slowly you fall to ground, Drip, drip, drip, Making a splattering sound. And there […]

From William J. Houston

Wilson, N.C. Clouds of Emotions The cumulus hordes the sky with it overpowering dominance, blending the wind, light and rain to create its earthly ambiance The darkness reflecting the spirit of my mood, a lighting flash exposing a soul that needs soothed. Within its cavernous body eruptions of sound echo loudly, mimicking a newborn announcing […]

From Karl Stuart Kline

LIBERATION Today I saw Death come riding by, On dress parade through the sky. With helm of ivory and cloak of fine bleached silk, He rode a giant stallion that was as white as milk, On his way to free some poor soul from the bonds of life and earth, To which he had been […]

From Rosemary Dunn

Clouds Such clouds there are today, such haughty clouds! Look! Follow their guiltless majesty crowns glinting like steel crucibles in gothic caverns fire sharpest of shadows shade upon shade of monstrous pustulous bubbles oozing from invisible thermals in turbulent air Looking like mountains these flocculent parodies are thrown high to the far backstage of a […]

From Kate Breen

New Brunswick , Canada. Silently, clouds Teach the grammar Of a summer sky Summer sky speaking The language of clouds So eloquently © Kate Breen. 2009

From Karl Stuart Kline

LIBERATION Today I saw Death come riding by, On dress parade through the sky. With helm of ivory and cloak of fine bleached silk, He rode a giant stallion that was as white as milk, On his way to free some poor soul from the bonds of life and earth, To which he had been […]

From Jeremy Mitchell-Christian

” Thunder in the distance, looms now overhead. I have sat too long. ” © Jeremy Mitchell-Christian. 2009.

From Jacqueline Mai

The Might of an Ephemeral Cloud Standing on a hill’s summit In high summer’s heat All colours below seem flattened to a pastel palette Faded and deadened by searing sunlight. But it takes just the passing of a cloud For village colours to waken and blossom, Trees to stretch and breathe, Rivers and hollows, mounds […]

From Jeniferlee Tucker

Topsham, Maine. U.S. Water Dreams When water dreams its reflective eye gazes upward to rarefied destiny; racing with crystalline wisps of cirrus, carelessly tossed into heights of blue summer, or merging with whorls of foreboding lenticularis; ceilings of smoke, faces and fire. To be one of infinite droplets after a storm, arcing in neon redemption, […]