Cloud Poetry

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

From Lesley Campbell in Orkney, Scotland:

My Birthday Present Today when I opened my presents I saw Spikey had bought me a book It was wrapped in fancy pink paper I thought I should have a quick look I tore off all of the paper Too excited to take in my stride What was the name of this volume? It was […]

From Harvinder Bansel in Ilford, UK:

Dreams A man dreams of a forgotten sky the colours of my eyes seem whitened by the morning dew the speckled rain the falls from broad shoulders the lining of my skin seemed hidden from me the smell of seeds and the taste of trees can only comfort a mans dreams how softly can you […]

From Grevel Lindop in Manchester, UK:

Jets Not even the sky is free from our graffiti: air-currents all day long smudge and emboss flock trails scrawled by planes over the blue latitudes of summer. Fine crystals of ice drawn by the billion through that high cloud-chamber in the wake of our irritant particles of business, haste, anxiety, longing to be elsewhere, […]

A Haiku from Pat Spurgeon in Stowmarket, Suffolk, UK:

Drifting breeze- blown clouds: Shadows glide across the grass.. Apple blossom falls.

From Ajit Nagpurkar in Mumbai, India:

Clouds – The Loud Dreams Fluttering, chittering land the humming birds, just in front- And I rush out to watch As I reach, the birds fly away- Sat I in the cane chair open in the garden- Right top in the sky shuffeled white clouds to form a bunny- I run in to grab my […]

From Ruth Sharville in Chepstow, UK:

5 Cloud Haiku 1 Slate grey shimmering Shot silk, Strom Loch with storm clouds Scudding overhead. 2 Here rain-veils, cloudscapes. Here the music of silence Here, near always, you. 3 Arched cloud blaze to west; Salmon pink to north and east; Bid the sun good night. 4 Big sky; dark grey clouds; Bright white clouds; […]

From Ross Carey in Galway, Ireland:

Cloud Cover hiding in the clouds miles from the ground settled in the sky never to be found everyone in sight but you are never seen sleeping in the white where you have only been

From Dr Paul Dukes in Aberdeen, Scotland:

Amid the daffodils I roamed And stared as far as space allowed When all at once I saw a domed high-soaring silver cloud

From Duncan Edwards in New Orleans, US:

closer than breath through a telescope, dreams lie in wait. blessed impermanence writ, up there, a bit. (Glimpsing clouds, uptown New Orleans, April 2006)