Poems About the Sky by Top Critiquers
#sky
Poems about the sky by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The Happiness of clouds
displacing feelings altering themselves according to mood
happiness despite every dark factor
loving hope, talking to joy
meditate on blue the clouds scatter
then assemble according to our thoughts
with childlike faith and in wonderment
dreams are on my mind
reading I am transported there
wondering where it all began
being fair is subjective
there are gray areas
we can only decide according to what we've seen
and have experienced
and that is a different vision for all of us
serious on my observations
and...
happiness despite every dark factor
loving hope, talking to joy
meditate on blue the clouds scatter
then assemble according to our thoughts
with childlike faith and in wonderment
dreams are on my mind
reading I am transported there
wondering where it all began
being fair is subjective
there are gray areas
we can only decide according to what we've seen
and have experienced
and that is a different vision for all of us
serious on my observations
and...
#clouds
#nature
#sky
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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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Then Dusk
Twilight
then
Dusk
the
City
begins
To
sleep
Quiet
over
The
front
then
Dusk
the
City
begins
To
sleep
Quiet
over
The
front
#sky
#night
#shadows
611 reads
25 Comments
~'Sky And Flesh' 1-5 Collected Minimalism
1.
skies tonight.. cast
seemingly, or perhaps
dramatically, calm.. than
the stormy yesterdays
as if
muted deliberate...
in their quite chilling
stance, bearing heavy
an eerie bottling silence
..with their unwittingly
let loose... the mottled
white~ mushrooming
villainous clouds- in
a running crazy wild
smothering~ parade
till
a delusional
everywhere...
though earlier
the twilight .. of an
accentuated crackly
firing volcanic high ...
skies tonight.. cast
seemingly, or perhaps
dramatically, calm.. than
the stormy yesterdays
as if
muted deliberate...
in their quite chilling
stance, bearing heavy
an eerie bottling silence
..with their unwittingly
let loose... the mottled
white~ mushrooming
villainous clouds- in
a running crazy wild
smothering~ parade
till
a delusional
everywhere...
though earlier
the twilight .. of an
accentuated crackly
firing volcanic high ...
#love
#sky
#fire
#spiritual
#minimalist
739 reads
3 Comments
The third eye
The moon - a pearly bindi
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
with its mystical aura,
sits between the invisible eyes
of the skies;
It's the third eye
which opens a portal
to the soul of the heavens
connecting to the divine...
#moon
#sky
#spiritual
273 reads
19 Comments
Ode to Grey Skies
A Sonnet
I write to thee oh beautiful grey skies
Thou has blessed us with plenty of fine rain
Thine sight might be a pain to some sore eyes
Thus I pen this ode but not to complain
Every day thy clouds look a bit scary
Another storm forms filling us with dread
Local news makes us weary and wary
As downpours and floods are surging ahead
So I ask thee oh beautiful grey skies
Please listen to my pleas and humble rhyme
The drawn-out drought has come to a demise
We prayed for rain but not all at the same time
...
I write to thee oh beautiful grey skies
Thou has blessed us with plenty of fine rain
Thine sight might be a pain to some sore eyes
Thus I pen this ode but not to complain
Every day thy clouds look a bit scary
Another storm forms filling us with dread
Local news makes us weary and wary
As downpours and floods are surging ahead
So I ask thee oh beautiful grey skies
Please listen to my pleas and humble rhyme
The drawn-out drought has come to a demise
We prayed for rain but not all at the same time
...
#sky
#rain
#storm #sonnet
#storm #sonnet
265 reads
6 Comments
Nitid Together
I'd like to fly a mylar kite
of argent spar and silken string
in lunar zenith moonbeam flight
and watch its tinsel tail fling
a scintillation here and there
upon a clear and breezy night
of scintillation friendly air
astir in angel wing delight.
And by such a heaven as this
hearts would sigh in midsummer bliss
or seek another balmy kiss
in some romantic genesis...
where rekindled honeymoon love,
might scintillate...more than above!
of argent spar and silken string
in lunar zenith moonbeam flight
and watch its tinsel tail fling
a scintillation here and there
upon a clear and breezy night
of scintillation friendly air
astir in angel wing delight.
And by such a heaven as this
hearts would sigh in midsummer bliss
or seek another balmy kiss
in some romantic genesis...
where rekindled honeymoon love,
might scintillate...more than above!
#marriage
#moon
#sky #wind
#sky #wind
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16 Comments
Drawing Clouds
A magic soul ascends, its flame untamed,
among the clouds that shift in heaven's gaze.
A phantom orchestra of whispers framed
where time dissolves in mystic swirling haze.
Each gaze unearths a tale, a tender thread,
from dragon scales to castles steeped in lore.
A fleeting kiss—a wish that’s softly said—
goodbye to dreams that anchor hearts no more.
A storm begins and streaks of silver bleed.
Revealing skies of tempest, cruel and vast.
Yet, still I trace the skies’ eternal creed.
The soul, now etched...
among the clouds that shift in heaven's gaze.
A phantom orchestra of whispers framed
where time dissolves in mystic swirling haze.
Each gaze unearths a tale, a tender thread,
from dragon scales to castles steeped in lore.
A fleeting kiss—a wish that’s softly said—
goodbye to dreams that anchor hearts no more.
A storm begins and streaks of silver bleed.
Revealing skies of tempest, cruel and vast.
Yet, still I trace the skies’ eternal creed.
The soul, now etched...
#clouds
#dragons
#mirror
#scary
#sky
59 reads
4 Comments
Rogue Lightning
Sky of ions -
seemingly spent,
vibrating static
Sent -
Across the horizon
to & fro -
whispering
dreams,
In the silence
of
symphonies
in
The stillness
of
otherworldly
meditation,
Into
focal
point
consolidation,
Out
of
illusory
nothing,
Instantaneous
surfacing
of
verse,
to
Traverse
the
Earth
With
the Will
of
the
Universe
seemingly spent,
vibrating static
Sent -
Across the horizon
to & fro -
whispering
dreams,
In the silence
of
symphonies
in
The stillness
of
otherworldly
meditation,
Into
focal
point
consolidation,
Out
of
illusory
nothing,
Instantaneous
surfacing
of
verse,
to
Traverse
the
Earth
With
the Will
of
the
Universe
#universe
#sky
#WritingPoetry
499 reads
12 Comments
Blood Moon
rises as a growing thing
from garden soil;
stubs its trail of light
on the plowshare
becomes human
and bleeds
~
from garden soil;
stubs its trail of light
on the plowshare
becomes human
and bleeds
~
#moon
#nature
#sky
#night
#spiritual
4148 reads
12 Comments
Be Positive In Your Universal Movements
Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul from past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses ...
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul from past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses ...
#trees
#sun
#moon
#sky
#water
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2 Comments
Terrafirma Baby
touch the sky and bow to its power
with spectrums of blue, it calms
its grey brings me a maelstrom of contemplation
heavy and heady suspended in clouds just above me
with fog and shadows descending upon everything
the winds transfigure and transport
blowing me to exotic worlds
dominions of nothingness
then heights of freedom as I roam the open places
suspended above the mighty ancient trees
who whisper in creaks
a language I understand
its dialect spoken, in my body
languishing in the quiet, hush
where...
with spectrums of blue, it calms
its grey brings me a maelstrom of contemplation
heavy and heady suspended in clouds just above me
with fog and shadows descending upon everything
the winds transfigure and transport
blowing me to exotic worlds
dominions of nothingness
then heights of freedom as I roam the open places
suspended above the mighty ancient trees
who whisper in creaks
a language I understand
its dialect spoken, in my body
languishing in the quiet, hush
where...
#earth
#meditation
#sky
68 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Sky by Top Critiquers