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.
A Romance between Junie and I Wasn't Meant to Be
The first time I saw Junie, something ignited love in my heart.
I couldn’t prevent myself from looking at her repeatedly.
Much to my surprise, she was doing the same thing that I was doing.
I guess it might have been what is called love at first sight.
She was in her late teens, and I never wooed a girl half my age.
We spoke to each other many times, but we never talked about love.
Her lust for me and my lust for her clearly showed in our eyes.
I had a feeling that a romance between she and I wouldn’t work.
Junie had a shapely figure...
I couldn’t prevent myself from looking at her repeatedly.
Much to my surprise, she was doing the same thing that I was doing.
I guess it might have been what is called love at first sight.
She was in her late teens, and I never wooed a girl half my age.
We spoke to each other many times, but we never talked about love.
Her lust for me and my lust for her clearly showed in our eyes.
I had a feeling that a romance between she and I wouldn’t work.
Junie had a shapely figure...
#love
#lust
#teens
#clouds
#FallingInLove
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Canonical Hours
So often sought in twilit skies
are the arcane secrets there
when that luminous flux applies
to the billow surge it must share
with lunar lumens at their peak
and stars and planets in the mix
to play a cloudy hide and seek
as if a writhing bag of tricks
ruled the moonrise roost of beams
in threshold vermicelli waves
overlapping cumulous streams
cascading through the freshest graves
to squirm in some composting meat
long past the matins on repeat
for martyrdom at every turn,
in undercroft...or welkin churn!
are the arcane secrets there
when that luminous flux applies
to the billow surge it must share
with lunar lumens at their peak
and stars and planets in the mix
to play a cloudy hide and seek
as if a writhing bag of tricks
ruled the moonrise roost of beams
in threshold vermicelli waves
overlapping cumulous streams
cascading through the freshest graves
to squirm in some composting meat
long past the matins on repeat
for martyrdom at every turn,
in undercroft...or welkin churn!
#moon
#clouds
#mythology
#LifeCycle
#pagan
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our world
Our World
This is not a day for clear sky and sun
This is not a day for jubilant spring
This is not a day for summer drizzle
This is not a day for crisp snow
This is not a starlit night
This not a time for love and romance
This is a day of grief and mourning
She gave us a fertile world
What did we do?
We polluted her rivers and sea
We stole her precocious minerals
We befouled her scented air
We lay waste to her forests and land
We killed the fauna
Worst of all, we stole her beauty
This is not a day for clear sky and sun
This is not a day for jubilant spring
This is not a day for summer drizzle
This is not a day for crisp snow
This is not a starlit night
This not a time for love and romance
This is a day of grief and mourning
She gave us a fertile world
What did we do?
We polluted her rivers and sea
We stole her precocious minerals
We befouled her scented air
We lay waste to her forests and land
We killed the fauna
Worst of all, we stole her beauty
#countryside
#forest
#beach
#clouds
#nature
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weeping rain
no breathing
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
wind,
in truth
my night
black,
a thing
to hide,
confusing hands,
the weeping
rain spying
without echos,
then again
in
my mind,
time pounded
outside,
doing their
slow living,
slim down
and erased.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#wind
#nature
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bird and sky
the bird saw the freedom in the sky,
the sky saw need of the bird.
the sun told me stories,
the bird lifted its head,
seeing the freedom of the sky.
i watched the scene,
it almost became too much.
feathers like birds ran through the air.
the bird saw the freedom of the sky,
different color of feathers flew.
the sun watched it all.
he waited patiently
the bird drank from the air.
the day applauded the spectacle
and nature smiled...
the sky saw need of the bird.
the sun told me stories,
the bird lifted its head,
seeing the freedom of the sky.
i watched the scene,
it almost became too much.
feathers like birds ran through the air.
the bird saw the freedom of the sky,
different color of feathers flew.
the sun watched it all.
he waited patiently
the bird drank from the air.
the day applauded the spectacle
and nature smiled...
#earth
#birds
#sky
#clouds
#nature
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I imagine the sea
I imagine the sea
Creates the roar
That I hear through the window
Reframing that framed
Window on the world
That at least lets in the sun
And let's me see the clouds
And gives me the strength
To imagine the sea
That saves me from
Despair
Creates the roar
That I hear through the window
Reframing that framed
Window on the world
That at least lets in the sun
And let's me see the clouds
And gives me the strength
To imagine the sea
That saves me from
Despair
#clouds
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Devil's Trip
When my sun comes down
a crimson cosmos astounds
i appear with winter's wind
I'm free as summer's sin
sing a song this mourning
telling tales of warning
purple clouds, demon bubbles
cosmic dreams, strangers in trouble
to die is to wake at the strike of twelve
he welcomes us all to the gates of hell
a crimson cosmos astounds
i appear with winter's wind
I'm free as summer's sin
sing a song this mourning
telling tales of warning
purple clouds, demon bubbles
cosmic dreams, strangers in trouble
to die is to wake at the strike of twelve
he welcomes us all to the gates of hell
#dreams
#clouds
#rhyming
#hell
#astronomy
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A Seagulls' View
To be a seagull
Floating
Along the silver grey sky
Clouds looming
Darkening
Yet the sullen earth
Remains dry
Yet unpredictably sly
Snaking along
In a quickening breeze
The seagull
Flaps, and flutters
As it sees what it sees
As the spilt remnants
Of discarded tourist food
Snapped up
Without so much as a thank you
Seagulls can be very rude!
by Jemia
Floating
Along the silver grey sky
Clouds looming
Darkening
Yet the sullen earth
Remains dry
Yet unpredictably sly
Snaking along
In a quickening breeze
The seagull
Flaps, and flutters
As it sees what it sees
As the spilt remnants
Of discarded tourist food
Snapped up
Without so much as a thank you
Seagulls can be very rude!
by Jemia
#birds
#clouds
#LifeCycle
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heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
#loneliness
#clouds
#spiritual
#mirror
#PowerOfWords
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My cloud and I are so chatty
In the pixelated haze of our digital embrace,
I whisper secrets to my cloud, my cosmic confidant.
We talk in binary, our encrypted language,
a symphony of zeros and ones, coded stardust.
My cloud, a heavenly scribe, records my reflections,
its nebulous tendrils weaving through cyberspace.
Together we surf the quantum waves of emotion,
netting the limits of reality and imagination.
Our love story unfolds in encrypted chat logs,
each message is a meteor shower in the night sky.
I send heart emojis and he responds with rainbows, ...
I whisper secrets to my cloud, my cosmic confidant.
We talk in binary, our encrypted language,
a symphony of zeros and ones, coded stardust.
My cloud, a heavenly scribe, records my reflections,
its nebulous tendrils weaving through cyberspace.
Together we surf the quantum waves of emotion,
netting the limits of reality and imagination.
Our love story unfolds in encrypted chat logs,
each message is a meteor shower in the night sky.
I send heart emojis and he responds with rainbows, ...
#identity
#dreams
#clouds
#narrative
#confessional
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Symphony of the Clouds
As if listening to music were about,
she whirled free above the clouds,
stormy emerald green.
The invisible notes danced in the air,
each chord vibrating with the breeze,
echoing among the heavenly flakes.
The sun, silent conductor, governed the show,
painting the sky with shades of gold and sapphire,
as the melody intertwined with the wind.
And there, in the symphony of heights,
the soul found its secret compass,
lost between ether and eternity.
she whirled free above the clouds,
stormy emerald green.
The invisible notes danced in the air,
each chord vibrating with the breeze,
echoing among the heavenly flakes.
The sun, silent conductor, governed the show,
painting the sky with shades of gold and sapphire,
as the melody intertwined with the wind.
And there, in the symphony of heights,
the soul found its secret compass,
lost between ether and eternity.
#sky
#clouds
#storm
#wind
#lover
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droplet
even as the darkened clouds
begin to cover the blue sky
hiding the sun away,
the darkness and rain
will not discourage me.
in the middle of a storm
beauty can be found,
the raindrops persist
while quietly falling
and playing on the ground.
nature shares her plans,
it is so easy to find
everything is provided
with the storm comes rain,
and bright flowers bloom.
begin to cover the blue sky
hiding the sun away,
the darkness and rain
will not discourage me.
in the middle of a storm
beauty can be found,
the raindrops persist
while quietly falling
and playing on the ground.
nature shares her plans,
it is so easy to find
everything is provided
with the storm comes rain,
and bright flowers bloom.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#storm
#nature
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