Sky Poems
#sky
Sky poems, poetry about the horizon, sunset, sunrise, clouds, weather, blue skies and stars in sky at night. Poems the beauty of the sky, nature and the universe.
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Easterlies
A lone crow perched on a breeze bobbing bough
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
#sky
#spring
#sun
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that steady morning
that morning,
steady within
its own
footsteps,
clung
to the
darkness
of it,
now
thrust in
the midst
of light,
they both
stuck together,
there is
a hunger,
a courtship,
which may
continue
for hours.
steady within
its own
footsteps,
clung
to the
darkness
of it,
now
thrust in
the midst
of light,
they both
stuck together,
there is
a hunger,
a courtship,
which may
continue
for hours.
#love
#sky
#nature
#admiration
#dawn
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waiting for the rain to stop...maybe
the rain
was here,
not here,
it came
tickling in,
leaving
laughter
everywhere,
i waited
inside,
trying
to decide
what i
should do,
i went
out and
jumped around
in the
discussions
the storm
made,
rain drips
down
my head,
my shoulders,
down
my chest,
lingering at
my waistline,
stopping
to gather
their breath,
each drop
made
a race
down
my legs,
...
was here,
not here,
it came
tickling in,
leaving
laughter
everywhere,
i waited
inside,
trying
to decide
what i
should do,
i went
out and
jumped around
in the
discussions
the storm
made,
rain drips
down
my head,
my shoulders,
down
my chest,
lingering at
my waistline,
stopping
to gather
their breath,
each drop
made
a race
down
my legs,
...
#happiness
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#nature
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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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Intoxicating Droplets...
As charcoal tufts tumble with purified droplets, floating frigid in the ether,
I await its caressing mists.
Obsidian hues imprison the periwinkle
and rolling formations of fluffy white,
as strident lashes strike lush landscapes and startle the foundations.
When the cosmos pours its liquid calm,
and relinquishes its inner chaos,
I sit in a realm of utter sereneness.
Eyes and heart filled with earnest awe.....
while the well anticipated pitter patter
and sweet perfume of petrichor
rejuvenates my senses,
and...
I await its caressing mists.
Obsidian hues imprison the periwinkle
and rolling formations of fluffy white,
as strident lashes strike lush landscapes and startle the foundations.
When the cosmos pours its liquid calm,
and relinquishes its inner chaos,
I sit in a realm of utter sereneness.
Eyes and heart filled with earnest awe.....
while the well anticipated pitter patter
and sweet perfume of petrichor
rejuvenates my senses,
and...
#sky
#rain
#nature
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my little boat
my
little boat,
sorry
to see
that sun
go down,
now
that misty
darkness
sank
closer
to the
treetops,
i weighted
my
little boat
in a
small harbor,
the moon
overwhelming me,
i lay
awake
to watch
the stars
in their
shadowy river,
falling asleep
in my
little boat.
little boat,
sorry
to see
that sun
go down,
now
that misty
darkness
sank
closer
to the
treetops,
i weighted
my
little boat
in a
small harbor,
the moon
overwhelming me,
i lay
awake
to watch
the stars
in their
shadowy river,
falling asleep
in my
little boat.
#moon
#stars
#sky
#night
#shadows
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beautiful early morning
i wanted
to fly,
climb, an
afterthought
of pleasure,
stages of
my life,
sort these
light
and dark
moments,
let me
hang
headfirst out
every window,
let me
sing enough
beside you
just before
i fell
to sleep
again.
to fly,
climb, an
afterthought
of pleasure,
stages of
my life,
sort these
light
and dark
moments,
let me
hang
headfirst out
every window,
let me
sing enough
beside you
just before
i fell
to sleep
again.
#sun
#sky
#morning #nature
#morning #nature
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they travel easy
they travel
easy,
sprint,
lift up
into
the arena,
wings open
spread,
eyes alert,
watching,
surveying
under
silhouettes
of day,
then
hidden
out of sight.
easy,
sprint,
lift up
into
the arena,
wings open
spread,
eyes alert,
watching,
surveying
under
silhouettes
of day,
then
hidden
out of sight.
#birds
#sky
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
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Before the Sigh
Before the Sigh
Spent the morning listening to Hurley,
reading Simons, inhaling Salt,
stretching in sheets where white light pours through.
The sky painter has returned from his sabbatical.
He says 'We are all dying," and I smile,
as the Sun tests out the idea of gloaming,
escapes through a canvas still stained upon his palm,
she is no longer grains of sand and old embers.
Clouds rush by as if one can't brush fast enough against the other,
mouths on mouths of plush, lightly crushed rain.
It's wet. Crows call out to...
Spent the morning listening to Hurley,
reading Simons, inhaling Salt,
stretching in sheets where white light pours through.
The sky painter has returned from his sabbatical.
He says 'We are all dying," and I smile,
as the Sun tests out the idea of gloaming,
escapes through a canvas still stained upon his palm,
she is no longer grains of sand and old embers.
Clouds rush by as if one can't brush fast enough against the other,
mouths on mouths of plush, lightly crushed rain.
It's wet. Crows call out to...
#sun
#sky
#spring #dawn
#spring #dawn
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capturing butterflies
it does not
seem fair
to follow you,
watch my
chance when
you land,
to drink,
intoxicate
yourself
on sweet
nectar,
to pin
your wings
back with
finger
and thumb,
to impede
your freedom.
seem fair
to follow you,
watch my
chance when
you land,
to drink,
intoxicate
yourself
on sweet
nectar,
to pin
your wings
back with
finger
and thumb,
to impede
your freedom.
#flowers
#sky
#butterfly #nature
#butterfly #nature
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Whispers of the Azure Sea
Beneath the meeting of sky and sea,
A realm of wonder, where dreams roam free.
Endless azure, canvas vast and wide,
Whispers of adventure, secrets to confide.
Sailors' tales in salty air do weave,
Islands shrouded in mist, where mermaids cleave.
Glimmering sirens, songs that pierce the heart,
Guiding ships to shores where legends start.
Celestial vessels, masts aglow with stardust's light,
Sail through constellations in the dead of night.
Galaxies unfurl, fate's silken thread,
Comets streak across the heavens, where...
A realm of wonder, where dreams roam free.
Endless azure, canvas vast and wide,
Whispers of adventure, secrets to confide.
Sailors' tales in salty air do weave,
Islands shrouded in mist, where mermaids cleave.
Glimmering sirens, songs that pierce the heart,
Guiding ships to shores where legends start.
Celestial vessels, masts aglow with stardust's light,
Sail through constellations in the dead of night.
Galaxies unfurl, fate's silken thread,
Comets streak across the heavens, where...
#motivational
#inspirational
#sea
#sky
#night
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Re-Entry
It was a doozy of a star
that shot from south to north
in flying colors most bizarre
sizzling back and forth.
But that event, so rare and quick,
in no way could compare,
to Luna's witching hour trick
for mesmerizing air!
And so I sat there in the yard
upon a cushioned chair
and gave the moon a slow regard
via hypnotic stare.
Next thing I knew the skies were bright
and stars began to fade
when cognizance returned the sight...
where once those moonbeams played.
that shot from south to north
in flying colors most bizarre
sizzling back and forth.
But that event, so rare and quick,
in no way could compare,
to Luna's witching hour trick
for mesmerizing air!
And so I sat there in the yard
upon a cushioned chair
and gave the moon a slow regard
via hypnotic stare.
Next thing I knew the skies were bright
and stars began to fade
when cognizance returned the sight...
where once those moonbeams played.
#moon
#sky
#night #dawn
#night #dawn
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