Poems About Clouds Seeking Honest Critique
#clouds
East of The Sun
Sailing through the bluest skies
were the towering clouds of spring,
as if they were a ketch that flies
or kites upon a lengthy string!
And sure the breeze was fresh and true
at play through every leafing tree
offset against that sunset blue,
and birds in busybody glee!
That sundown was approaching fast
and the clouds were scattering fleet,
just like a squadron at full mast
rigged as white as a ghosting sheet
making way for the newest moon...
now creeping...
into...
were the towering clouds of spring,
as if they were a ketch that flies
or kites upon a lengthy string!
And sure the breeze was fresh and true
at play through every leafing tree
offset against that sunset blue,
and birds in busybody glee!
That sundown was approaching fast
and the clouds were scattering fleet,
just like a squadron at full mast
rigged as white as a ghosting sheet
making way for the newest moon...
now creeping...
into...
#sun
#sky
#clouds #wind
#clouds #wind
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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...
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...
#love
#lust
#clouds
#FallingInLove
#teens
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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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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 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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Sycamore leaves
Whispers call the night's allure.
Stars above pure and sure.
Dreams take flight, hearts endure,
silent woods of paths obscure.
Gentle waves kiss the shore,
lost in time, myths of yore.
Sailors seek the ocean's core,
Legends live forevermore.
Mountains high in eagles soar,
Winds of fate softly roar.
Nature's gifts, an open door.
Life's design at its core.
Sunset's glow in colors pour,
evening's peace, who could ignore.
Shadows dance, light's encore,
night descends, moon's adore.
Fields...
Stars above pure and sure.
Dreams take flight, hearts endure,
silent woods of paths obscure.
Gentle waves kiss the shore,
lost in time, myths of yore.
Sailors seek the ocean's core,
Legends live forevermore.
Mountains high in eagles soar,
Winds of fate softly roar.
Nature's gifts, an open door.
Life's design at its core.
Sunset's glow in colors pour,
evening's peace, who could ignore.
Shadows dance, light's encore,
night descends, moon's adore.
Fields...
#environment
#clouds
#nature
#freedom
#healing
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Winter Gloom
clouds pressed to the horizon
filtering
father sun’s light
like cheap sunglasses
cold gray damp
melancholy
dear clouds
rain! snow!
sleet! hail!
anything!
don’t just sit there
you’re depressing me
© 2023 Raibeart Bruis
filtering
father sun’s light
like cheap sunglasses
cold gray damp
melancholy
dear clouds
rain! snow!
sleet! hail!
anything!
don’t just sit there
you’re depressing me
© 2023 Raibeart Bruis
#depression
#dark
#clouds
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Perception
The rain has stopped and left a fresh perfume
A scent that makes me feel both calm and close
It smells like earth and flowers in full bloom
That lingers in the air and fills my nose
The beauty of this natural delight
But you, my dear, do not appreciate
A chemical reaction, nothing bright
You say it's just a sign of changing state
You call it preposterous petrichor perception
A fancy phrase for something plain and dull
You think it's just a matter of deception
A trick of mind that makes the senses lull
But I, my...
A scent that makes me feel both calm and close
It smells like earth and flowers in full bloom
That lingers in the air and fills my nose
The beauty of this natural delight
But you, my dear, do not appreciate
A chemical reaction, nothing bright
You say it's just a sign of changing state
You call it preposterous petrichor perception
A fancy phrase for something plain and dull
You think it's just a matter of deception
A trick of mind that makes the senses lull
But I, my...
#clouds
#fire
#music
#mirror
#philosophical
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to kiss the wind
a child's bold aspirations
[No. 7 from The Children’s Collection]
“You can grow like a tall tree, when you enjoy the sun, wind, rain,
storms and the stars in the dark nights.”―Amit Ray
sometimes i want to hug a tree
and pull its sturdy trunk to me
and listen to the sap inside
its veins, where harvest secrets hide.
sometimes i want to kiss the wind
and leave perplexities behind,
as random mountains bid me rise
to taste the freshness of the skies.
sometimes i want to ride a cloud,
just to...
[No. 7 from The Children’s Collection]
“You can grow like a tall tree, when you enjoy the sun, wind, rain,
storms and the stars in the dark nights.”―Amit Ray
sometimes i want to hug a tree
and pull its sturdy trunk to me
and listen to the sap inside
its veins, where harvest secrets hide.
sometimes i want to kiss the wind
and leave perplexities behind,
as random mountains bid me rise
to taste the freshness of the skies.
sometimes i want to ride a cloud,
just to...
#childhood
#stars
#sky
#clouds
#nature
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Friends, loves and clouds
I don't know where they are, friends and girlfriend who almost...
But I can write a sonnet to express what I cried.
Maybe this way I could ease the pain I feel in my chest
and find a new direction for my imperfect love
Where are those who were once companions on the journey?
Those who shared laughter and tears with me,
who supported each other in the most difficult and bitter times.
And who always celebrated victories and achievements
Where is the one who was once the bride of the clouds?
The one who promised to be faithful and give her...
But I can write a sonnet to express what I cried.
Maybe this way I could ease the pain I feel in my chest
and find a new direction for my imperfect love
Where are those who were once companions on the journey?
Those who shared laughter and tears with me,
who supported each other in the most difficult and bitter times.
And who always celebrated victories and achievements
Where is the one who was once the bride of the clouds?
The one who promised to be faithful and give her...
#love
#friendship
#clouds
#mirror
#learning
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