Cloud Poems
wind and cloud
by John Hughes
With the moon as my compass
I watch the night clouds wheel overhead, they move and jive to the chord of the winds
I feel something shift in me, a feeling of moving in sync
And the pit in my body leaps to witness such a thing
As this is nature in its finest moment, it looks like they move back and forth unsurely
But the wind is strong and it seems to know where the clouds want to truly go
But I’m not the wind, I can’t tell the clouds to stay right where I want them
Oh I wish I could, I would watch them go to the horizon and then bring them back again
Damn the wind, they left as soon as they got here
In my next life I’ll be the wind and I’ll show the spiritualists how giving I can be
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wind and cloud pt 3
by John Hughes
I am the wind, criss crossing, zig zagging chill, almost passing through your bare bones
But its not my fault
I watch the people as I enter them, this time of year is not good for my mental health
Makes me angry, my exuberance and exhilarating chill clashes against unrequitting skin
They just don’t know how much I love to talk
I wish it were summer
Oh here’s another soul, fphewm
Oh he likes it, my dear friend are you a god?
It’s ok little wind, I like drinking in the cold
A deep breath and its exhilarating
......
wind and cloud pt 2
by John Hughes
So you want to be the wind?
You would like being the wind
To flit from place to place as a disembodied spirit but still caressing peoples skin
Not a thing like it, you speak and someone feels your breath and you smell their pheromones
But someone say oh what a cool breeze
And you nervously laugh because it just you talking to people as you once did
You will think what day to be alive and you are alive
Alive within the earth system, grabbing the seeds, the leaves and the smells
You are such an integral part of the earth and the heavens
The control the clouds movement and they are your best friend because you’re never apart
......
When the Clouds Roll In
by Leo Warne
On this new day the sky is mad
darkness seems to doom all man.
The clouds far up away from this land,
all of life seems to have ran.
Soaring along with the mourning lark,
while all the world is shrouded in dark.
Through the door my spirit flies,
and up unto the Heaven's high.
On A Rainy Day
by Pijush Biswas
The sky is overcast with cloud-
The sun knows not where his pride lays;
A stolid day among untiring days.
Continuous thunders, or sounds, loud-
Make the day untrim
Dark and dim.
The Earth looks gloomy under veil
'Tis nothing but fearful symmetry
Can do him deviated from beauty
......
wind and cloud
by John Hughes
With the moon as my compass
I watch the night clouds wheel overhead, they move and jive to the chord of the winds
I feel something shift in me, a feeling of moving in sync
And the pit in my body leaps to witness such a thing
As this is nature in its finest moment, it looks like they move back and forth unsurely
But the wind is strong and it seems to know where the clouds want to truly go
But I’m not the wind, I can’t tell the clouds to stay right where I want them
Oh I wish I could, I would watch them go to the horizon and then bring them back again
Damn the wind, they left as soon as they got here
In my next life I’ll be the wind and I’ll show the spiritualists how giving I can be
......
wind and cloud pt 3
by John Hughes
I am the wind, criss crossing, zig zagging chill, almost passing through your bare bones
But its not my fault
I watch the people as I enter them, this time of year is not good for my mental health
Makes me angry, my exuberance and exhilarating chill clashes against unrequitting skin
They just don’t know how much I love to talk
I wish it were summer
Oh here’s another soul, fphewm
Oh he likes it, my dear friend are you a god?
It’s ok little wind, I like drinking in the cold
A deep breath and its exhilarating
......
wind and cloud pt 2
by John Hughes
So you want to be the wind?
You would like being the wind
To flit from place to place as a disembodied spirit but still caressing peoples skin
Not a thing like it, you speak and someone feels your breath and you smell their pheromones
But someone say oh what a cool breeze
And you nervously laugh because it just you talking to people as you once did
You will think what day to be alive and you are alive
Alive within the earth system, grabbing the seeds, the leaves and the smells
You are such an integral part of the earth and the heavens
The control the clouds movement and they are your best friend because you’re never apart
......
On A Rainy Day
by Pijush Biswas
The sky is overcast with cloud-
The sun knows not where his pride lays;
A stolid day among untiring days.
Continuous thunders, or sounds, loud-
Make the day untrim
Dark and dim.
The Earth looks gloomy under veil
'Tis nothing but fearful symmetry
Can do him deviated from beauty
......
Cloud Nine Anytime
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
My darling spot is a grassy hill,
Where I go to hear the bluebirds thrill,
Sometimes in mauve marigold dawn morn,
As waking dreams are in stillness born!
Other times to taste hot noonday bliss,
Sweeping me off to the clouds' abyss,
Of red sunsets, or nights after nine.
That time's my accomplice, is just fine-
With nature dancing its borderlines!
