Cloud Poetry

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

From Dr Wm. 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 Cynthia Miller Mims.

Houston, Texas. US. What I See I love to look up toward the Heavens, hoping to catch a glimpse of GODS Face, watching the clouds as they pass by, showing me tiny pieces of His— Glory. You see, as I watch I am greeted by the most awesome sites, clouds I believe are telling me […]

From Rob Shattock.

in Adelaide, South Australia: based on a conversation with his youngest granddaughter. The girl and me well there we were. litlest grandaughter and me siting front of the big window her perched on my knee, just watching the passing parade. tufts of fluffy clouds scudding,and folk walking in the front, over the park and by […]

From Debra Wetherell.

an English translation of the German poem sent in by Maximilan Kleibeler They fly up and down, to and fro, Go all over the world. Now light, now dark, now light, now heavy, And sometimes on a lake of colour. Now we see them as tigers, now as dragons, And also sometimes soaring up From […]

From Frances Roberson.

in Croydon, Surrey, UK Staring Cocoons of changing Animals or images from Childhood nightmares Faces unseen Since family days out Zoo like mess Depravity in white I stare skywards Eyes crinkled Sunlight hidden for moments Before I stream salt tears Wince in pain At jumbled elephants Tigers and dolphins Gliding into trains Sliding downwards Into […]

From Amy McIlhenny.

in Fortrose, Scotland Filling the sky Moving silently above my head The childhood comparison: Cotton Wool Huge and heavy White and whispy Silent and watching As the world passes beneath you © Amy McIlhenny

From Lisa Foster.

in Teddington, England “I will hear in heaven”, Beethoven once said, And he does, sitting there on a cloud, With wild hair, wearing wings, writing quartettes for strings, Still talking exceedingly loud. “I’m waiting for Brendel”, he shouts out to Handel, As Mozart floats past with a smile, “The best pianist alive to play Number […]

From Anonymous

When I see clouds I wanna do it aloud

From Ailsa Gwennyth Thomson

Then aged 15, now Dr Ailsa G. Thomson Zainu’ddin, aged 78: Clouds – A Reverie When a fleet of high-piled cargo boats, the argosies which sail Like some stately shadowed castles, cross the ocean of the sky, They could never know the fury of the equinoctial gale For they glide like placid dream boats to […]