Why not send us your own cloud poetry? Remember to include your full name and where you live.
From Dr William R Cooper
Ashford, Middlesex, UK. How I became a Cloudspotter I was pedalling my bicycle along a country lane, Quite oblivious to the sky above my head, When a shout went up, “That cloud, sir! That cloud, sir! Look up there!” And I brought my cycle to a stop quite dead. Alas, I had forgotten ancient lessons […]
From Marybeth Holleman
Anchorage, Alaska, US. The Painter’s House At first, the horizon began sinking lower on the canvas, far beyond the rule of thirds. Then she did away with the horizon and the canvas altogether. Now all she paints is clouds: cumulus gathering on the door handle – cirrus streaking across bathroom counters – stratocumulus upon the […]
From Muphen R. Whitney
Westminster, Maryland US. Musings from an Unfettered Heart Opus Thirteen On the Sex of Clouds The clouds glowered, All gunmetal gray and threatening. They lowered their booms All might and fright. Beyond the clouds’ darkness lay A deep and endless azure sky — beckoning The world to its sunshine and warmth. The clouds spat out […]
From Duncan Edwards
Nevada, US. Untitled reflected puffy dabs, floating on metal windscreen and her sunglasses an old photograph, blue desert sky rented silver cadillac unrented happy girl © Duncan Edwards (July 1992, Nevada)
From Sheila Desmond
New York City, US. Ever stood for a moment Ever stood for a moment looking up at the clouds noticing their shapes colors, movement configurations constantly shifting relative locations in space? Ever stood for two moments and wondered what it might feel like to lie down on some of those soft cloud beds up there […]
From Andrew Barrett
Maidstone, UK. Drifting Vapours Do clouds sleep as they stroll the skies? While their haunting beauty is outlined by full moon Yet with morning dew still on the ground They awaken without a yawn, stretch or sound With life not always knowing that they are there They look down with a devious stare A suspicion […]
From Marian Neary Burke.
Dublin, Ireland. Cloud It was the only one, just there In the clear blue sky, lying low Close to the tree tops. Sheep like, Its black face hidden under curly horns. Stretching, changing, growing bigger, Dragon like, spitting fire Causing it to split in two, becoming its Original self, facing the dragon. Only this time […]
A translation by Enrico Pelos
THE CLOUDS a song by Fabrizio De Andrè Translated from Italian by Enrico Pelos They go they come sometimes they stop and when they stop they are as black as the raven it seems they look at you with evil eye Some time they are white and run and take the heron shape or the […]
From Chris Korrow.
Burkesville Kentucky US. Clouds. I stepped outside just before dinner tonight. Girls come quick, I hollered. They ran outside expecting something exciting. The sky was ablaze with magnificent clouds in the sunset. A heavy line of thunderstorms was moving in from the south and a couple of smaller cells were to the north and west. […]
