Poems about Clouds
#clouds
Cloud poems, here you'll find poems about clouds, from fluffy white clouds in a bright sunny sky, to dark grey rain clouds bringing thunderstorms and chaos.
tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 5:48am
15th Mar 2025 5:48am
buried in clouds
One day my heart will have its final beat
Many, many years from now
And I wonder who I will go searching for first
I would assume it would be the one who helped conceive me
And confront the cowardly man in the sky who stole the father from an innocent daughter
Or maybe I’ll be too afraid to confront that
And it will be the one I thought I was in love with
To ask him one more time if he actually thought I was beautiful
Unless I’m too afraid to hear his answer and I decide to talk rock and roll with Kurt Cobain
I could also choose to have a...
Many, many years from now
And I wonder who I will go searching for first
I would assume it would be the one who helped conceive me
And confront the cowardly man in the sky who stole the father from an innocent daughter
Or maybe I’ll be too afraid to confront that
And it will be the one I thought I was in love with
To ask him one more time if he actually thought I was beautiful
Unless I’m too afraid to hear his answer and I decide to talk rock and roll with Kurt Cobain
I could also choose to have a...
#clouds
#death
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#loneliness
#SelfReflection
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 00:39am
5th Mar 2025 00:39am
Sights Aloft
Fourth I Marched today, for the freshest air,
into the blue, white, and gray intermix
blasting transpiration through my hair
as Zephyr got his atmospheric kicks
step by obstreperous step to the fore,
as a proud Zephyr won't blow in reverse
to mark some bootless barometric score
in the fluxion dynamic universe
where inspiration is the first to flow...
...in myriad crepuscularities...
perceived as a most ethereal show
in thermic air current disparities,
as uplifting to a vernal feather...
as the forthwith march of...
into the blue, white, and gray intermix
blasting transpiration through my hair
as Zephyr got his atmospheric kicks
step by obstreperous step to the fore,
as a proud Zephyr won't blow in reverse
to mark some bootless barometric score
in the fluxion dynamic universe
where inspiration is the first to flow...
...in myriad crepuscularities...
perceived as a most ethereal show
in thermic air current disparities,
as uplifting to a vernal feather...
as the forthwith march of...
#clouds
#sky
#wind
160 reads
8 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 1:59pm
3rd Mar 2025 1:59pm
Under the moon light
Here I am as I am in a place of pure calmness and tranquility, with the quiteness of the moon reflection, upon the peaceful waters, as they flow so peacefully up stream. For sure it's here and now I feel the tension leaving my mind, and heart and spiritual subconsciousness of my soul. As it eliminates to the point there's no hurt and no pain, only the deepness of being replaced by the sounds of the quiet waters, drifting with the winds of time. For even as I feel this great sensation, I begin to inhale and exhale out the negativity, from my subconscious of my deepest thoughts of healing,...
#clouds
#countryside
#nature
#river
#sky
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 10:02pm
22nd Feb 2025 10:02pm
In the afternoon of dawn
They say that it's in the afternoon dawn as the sun goes down, that we have peace and harmony, as we exchange our thoughts and prayers with nature as our back drop with peace. For even as I sit here looking out at world around me, I wonder how much the world has been changed, by its own demise with nothing but corruption and deception. As they lie with an straight face as they gas light you without the light bulb.💡 But yet here we are in the environment of nature, with it's mountains and streams. Surrounded by the clouds and open skies, just sitting here in quiet space of a cave...
#clouds
#mountains
#nature
#sky
#StreamOfConsciousness
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rubyredheart
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 6:56pm
22nd Feb 2025 6:56pm
Curves in the Clouds
What teasing tempting lines they draw
These gauzy winds that half withdraw
Blow lightly to reveal the forms
Of soft smooth hips that dance, perform
with hordes of visions in the sky
baring breasts & waist & thigh
But, look! the images break & cry
As o’er this lone expanse they fly
Each curved cloud wafts in solo dance
Condemned to pleasure by her hands
Alone with none to view the pose & form
Drifting above this desert, lost, wasted, forlorn
Would wondering eyes pause to care
Look up to see brave beauty, bare? ...
These gauzy winds that half withdraw
Blow lightly to reveal the forms
Of soft smooth hips that dance, perform
with hordes of visions in the sky
baring breasts & waist & thigh
But, look! the images break & cry
As o’er this lone expanse they fly
Each curved cloud wafts in solo dance
Condemned to pleasure by her hands
Alone with none to view the pose & form
Drifting above this desert, lost, wasted, forlorn
Would wondering eyes pause to care
Look up to see brave beauty, bare? ...
#clouds
40 reads
PerfumeandTaffy
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 5:51am
18th Feb 2025 5:51am
Writing a Poem on an Ambien Cloud
Thought I'd write a poem
On a wave of Ambien foam
On a wave, right now, coherent
And untrustworthy
Unstable
Like answering
my Drunk Mother's call,
something I would never do
When my brains is functionally queued
or writing texts
of loving gestures
to a man
that I have no care for
Maybe I love him
But he smells like cigarettes
and failure
Slide my phone under my bed
because I'll write words I'll dread
in the morning.
Tho I sleep on a pillow of air
My thoughts...
On a wave of Ambien foam
On a wave, right now, coherent
And untrustworthy
Unstable
Like answering
my Drunk Mother's call,
something I would never do
When my brains is functionally queued
or writing texts
of loving gestures
to a man
that I have no care for
Maybe I love him
But he smells like cigarettes
and failure
Slide my phone under my bed
because I'll write words I'll dread
in the morning.
Tho I sleep on a pillow of air
My thoughts...
#clouds
#drugs
#nightmares #sleep
#nightmares #sleep
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:16pm
2nd Feb 2025 4:16pm
Mundus Intus Me
Souls and black holes,
haunting wide eyes,
shinier than coal.
Will never reveal
the secrets they stole.
Hearts and galaxies,
I've only just begun
to travel me.
Freedom burns in my bloodstream.
My mind and the moon,
share the intricate mystery
of the orchard's bloom.
Break me out of
yesterday's cocoon.
My smile and the sun,
warm light beams
that seek to stun.
Kindness spread
to everyone.
My dreams and the clouds,
fluffy wishes
to astound.
To despair,
I am no...
haunting wide eyes,
shinier than coal.
Will never reveal
the secrets they stole.
Hearts and galaxies,
I've only just begun
to travel me.
Freedom burns in my bloodstream.
My mind and the moon,
share the intricate mystery
of the orchard's bloom.
Break me out of
yesterday's cocoon.
My smile and the sun,
warm light beams
that seek to stun.
Kindness spread
to everyone.
My dreams and the clouds,
fluffy wishes
to astound.
To despair,
I am no...
#clouds
#dreams
#moon
#SelfDiscovery
#sun
91 reads
10 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 1:58am
19th Jan 2025 1:58am
Clouds
the metamorphosis of water droplets
high up in the sky
in symbiotic relationship
with the air that's blowing by
shape-shifting ephemeral images
for anyone to view
'all the world's a stage'... above
there's always something new
dragons, angels, jellyfish
UFOs and more
inkblots in the heavens -
that's what they are for
expanding collective consciousness
lifting up our minds
elevating vision
as separateness unwinds
with the metamorphosis of water droplets
high up in the sky
in...
high up in the sky
in symbiotic relationship
with the air that's blowing by
shape-shifting ephemeral images
for anyone to view
'all the world's a stage'... above
there's always something new
dragons, angels, jellyfish
UFOs and more
inkblots in the heavens -
that's what they are for
expanding collective consciousness
lifting up our minds
elevating vision
as separateness unwinds
with the metamorphosis of water droplets
high up in the sky
in...
#clouds
#sky
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 00:21am
8th Jan 2025 00:21am
Calm before the storm
WHY is it always before the storm that hangs in the rain drops, that just before the storm arrives that the atmosphere, slowly began to take a shape and form over the world 🌎 For sure you can make an aura of space and time out of the deepness of the sounds, of the rain drops hitting the ground still protecting you ☔ as it falls from the skies, as the clouds begin to change. From white to gray then dark, taking forms of different stages, as the rain is echoing in the back ground like tapping, on a old tin roof that over time has become rusted, and beat up from the pounding, like...
#clouds
#earth
#rain
#storm
#wind
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KendalM
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 1:36pm
6th Dec 2024 1:36pm
Hankering
I had a dream when I was younger that I was swinging in between two rockets in our hayfield. I was attached to both, one rope on one rocket, the other rope on the second, and I in between swinging on a child's swing. I still don't understand that dream. Lol
#clouds
#countryside
#sky
92 reads
5 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 3:32pm
14th Nov 2024 3:32pm
Cloak for the Summit
A soft canopy of cumulus clouds
lazily skimming past the summit,
leaving behind trails of light pecks,
gently caressing the mountain's crest.
An embrace in a cloak of fog
to shield it from the sunlight,
and sprinkles of drizzle
to soothe its thirsty soil.
lazily skimming past the summit,
leaving behind trails of light pecks,
gently caressing the mountain's crest.
An embrace in a cloak of fog
to shield it from the sunlight,
and sprinkles of drizzle
to soothe its thirsty soil.
#clouds
#mountains
#nature
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 1:11pm
2nd Nov 2024 1:11pm
Thoughts of Tranquility
Thoughts of Tranquility (Malcolm CS Sonnet)
Fields blur, rivers drown beneath a murmur—
slow tides, flowing, cracking soft like glass.
I seek no fame, nor glory’s fractured furor,
just roots that dig, where time is lost to pass.
Boughs bend—wild blooms caught in their brief sigh,
a world, too loud, churns distant, foreign, cold.
I lie between, where silence lets me die—
no praise, no claims, no marks of pride to hold.
And yet, the breeze shakes trembling apple trees,
their whispers soft, like stories never told.
I...
Fields blur, rivers drown beneath a murmur—
slow tides, flowing, cracking soft like glass.
I seek no fame, nor glory’s fractured furor,
just roots that dig, where time is lost to pass.
Boughs bend—wild blooms caught in their brief sigh,
a world, too loud, churns distant, foreign, cold.
I lie between, where silence lets me die—
no praise, no claims, no marks of pride to hold.
And yet, the breeze shakes trembling apple trees,
their whispers soft, like stories never told.
I...
#clouds
#flowers
#forest
#nature
#trees
90 reads
4 Comments
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