Poems About Clouds Seeking Honest Critique
#clouds
Elysian Afternoons
It seemed like Olympus in a cloud form
busting up in the sunset silver west
after a couple days of mild storm
which gardeners and gardens know is best
for a late July renaissance of blooms;
a last minute resurrection of hope
for desiccating yard biota dooms
in drouthy dog day pollinator scope
under a sky regatta of Zephyrs
slowly prying apart the marbled puffs
drifting above the dairyland heifers
and putting greens amid the fairway ruffs,
steeped now, in Arcadian breezes blown,
as heavenly as starlet...
busting up in the sunset silver west
after a couple days of mild storm
which gardeners and gardens know is best
for a late July renaissance of blooms;
a last minute resurrection of hope
for desiccating yard biota dooms
in drouthy dog day pollinator scope
under a sky regatta of Zephyrs
slowly prying apart the marbled puffs
drifting above the dairyland heifers
and putting greens amid the fairway ruffs,
steeped now, in Arcadian breezes blown,
as heavenly as starlet...
#clouds
#countryside
#sky
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AS FAR AS YOUR EYES CAN SEE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ FOR I would like to take a break from all the negativity and drama and the chaos, 😔 That flows through the deepest thoughts of our mind, 🤫 as if you can picture thyself somewhere else, in another space and time ⌚ besides living between the here and now 😞 YET it is necessary as it is possible to just close off your mind, and picture thyself upon the 🏖️ beach with it's crystal sands beneath your feet and the morning sun coming over the horizon as you take a slow walk 🌄 leaving behind...
#beach
#clouds
#nature
#sea
#sky
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Arctic Grey
What is there left to say
with so many things to see
wrapped up in this arctic grey
a deeper gift for free
About the ambiguity of life
to always make its point
this keen acuity of strife
a sacred oil to then anoint
All deeds done and undone
say so much about me
all beneath the midnight sun
where I may let it all be
Leaving sorrow in the past
where it truly belongs
to make memories that last
lyrics for far happier songs
While I continue on pack ice
follow along in their flow
never...
with so many things to see
wrapped up in this arctic grey
a deeper gift for free
About the ambiguity of life
to always make its point
this keen acuity of strife
a sacred oil to then anoint
All deeds done and undone
say so much about me
all beneath the midnight sun
where I may let it all be
Leaving sorrow in the past
where it truly belongs
to make memories that last
lyrics for far happier songs
While I continue on pack ice
follow along in their flow
never...
#clouds
#confessional
#sea
#snow
#travel
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The Midnight Pacific
I dreamt of going to the beach
but the beach came to me
with all the colors to beseech
a midnight mind at sea.
And all washing in on a breeze
of sweet pacific air
and sweeter still through all the trees
of forests everywhere!
Then to an ocean sky I woke
of multi-layered gray,
wherefrom Poseidon gently spoke
his hydrologic say...
"Oh, when you finally get some sleep
when you were overdue
my spirits over land will creep...
and bring the sea to you"
but the beach came to me
with all the colors to beseech
a midnight mind at sea.
And all washing in on a breeze
of sweet pacific air
and sweeter still through all the trees
of forests everywhere!
Then to an ocean sky I woke
of multi-layered gray,
wherefrom Poseidon gently spoke
his hydrologic say...
"Oh, when you finally get some sleep
when you were overdue
my spirits over land will creep...
and bring the sea to you"
#clouds
#sea
#sky
#summer
#water
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Bleeding
In the moon’s tender glow hearts ache
and weep for love unrequited,
secrets buried deep.
They bleed for stolen kisses,
promises untold.
In the quiet of night,
where passion takes hold.
Raindrops fall like tears tracing
sorrow’s path, for friendships shattered
dreams that couldn’t last.
They bleed for memories etched
in fading ink and the ache of absence
when loved ones sink.
Against taunting tornadoes they stand
their ground, bleeding resilience,
courage profound.
...
and weep for love unrequited,
secrets buried deep.
They bleed for stolen kisses,
promises untold.
In the quiet of night,
where passion takes hold.
Raindrops fall like tears tracing
sorrow’s path, for friendships shattered
dreams that couldn’t last.
They bleed for memories etched
in fading ink and the ache of absence
when loved ones sink.
Against taunting tornadoes they stand
their ground, bleeding resilience,
courage profound.
...
#anxiety
#clouds
#men
#sadness
#sky
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A Voyage to Hell
When my sun comes down
a blood red 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 blood red 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
#astronomy
#clouds
#dreams
#hell
#rhyming
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mountains that move
the birds on the thresholds,
so dark,
on the edges of the house
picking through the leftovers.
their low-flying flights.
the hooting of birds
that leave the shadows
above us.
the ghostly white birds,
on the chest a red spot,
reciting damned poems.
repeated melodramas
every year that passes.
ungrateful migration.
mountains that move.
so dark,
on the edges of the house
picking through the leftovers.
their low-flying flights.
the hooting of birds
that leave the shadows
above us.
the ghostly white birds,
on the chest a red spot,
reciting damned poems.
repeated melodramas
every year that passes.
ungrateful migration.
mountains that move.
#birds
#clouds
#dark
#mirror
#sadness
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april songs: elements of life 5
april song 15—clouds
clouds would seem, at first, like blindness
charged with weather-borne unkindness;
yet, with cumulus abounding,
you can find sure-footed grounding,
if with confidence and courage
you embrace the timeless marriage
twixt your laughing and your weeping,
and your waking and your sleeping.
chilling cirrus clouds bring shivers,
as cold-shoulder hate delivers
to the peasant in his groaning,
nought for pity grace atoning.
nimbus-stratus cloud commotion
carries oft the...
clouds would seem, at first, like blindness
charged with weather-borne unkindness;
yet, with cumulus abounding,
you can find sure-footed grounding,
if with confidence and courage
you embrace the timeless marriage
twixt your laughing and your weeping,
and your waking and your sleeping.
chilling cirrus clouds bring shivers,
as cold-shoulder hate delivers
to the peasant in his groaning,
nought for pity grace atoning.
nimbus-stratus cloud commotion
carries oft the...
#clouds
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle #NaPoWriMo2024
#LifeCycle #NaPoWriMo2024
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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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Ambiguous Clouds
I like to hide from the loud crowds
blend in amongst ambiguous clouds
hiding safe within their grey
until I have a chance to have my say
As teardrops race down this pane
a most poor substitute for rain
so bourgeois and cliche
if I really must then say
So, where to find inspiration
in this daily celebration
that is my lonely life
dull as a stray butter knife
No elephants on parade
while I lay back in the shade
from a most discerning sun
plucking petals one by one
For a life lived in...
blend in amongst ambiguous clouds
hiding safe within their grey
until I have a chance to have my say
As teardrops race down this pane
a most poor substitute for rain
so bourgeois and cliche
if I really must then say
So, where to find inspiration
in this daily celebration
that is my lonely life
dull as a stray butter knife
No elephants on parade
while I lay back in the shade
from a most discerning sun
plucking petals one by one
For a life lived in...
#anxiety
#flowers
#clouds
#spring
#confessional
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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.
...
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.
...
#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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