Thursday, September 25, 2014

Clouds

The theme at the Poetry Jam this week is Clouds




Clouds.
Playing hide 'n seek with the sun.
Now you see it, now you don't, then it's back again.

Clouds.
Puffy pillows of white and grey
Drifting silently amid a sky of brightest blue.
So tall, so majestic, so mystical.

Clouds.
A sign of rain to come.
Or snow or wind or light or shade.
Or swords of lightning that slash the ground.

Clouds


9 comments:

  1. I specially like the majestic and mystical image of the clouds...wonderful lines...

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  2. Beautiful. When I see clouds from an aeroplane window, I always want to bounce in them...

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  3. Ah, clouds really are so expressive, aren't they? They really do play hide and seek with the sun...and like you say in the third stanza, they predict the weather. I liked the form you used, Keith!

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  4. I enjoyed your poem, Keith. You seem to have explored numerous facets of clouds in a few lines. The third stanza reminds me that I am incapable of reading clouds for weather forecast.

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  5. swords of lightening - love this image and the power it portrays. This is a great mixture of awe and comfort.

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  6. A nice array of cloud opportunities!

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  7. So many things that clouds do convey... beautifully expressed!

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  8. there is hope in each stanza of rain , of light which gives life to earth,

    Beyond Clouds

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  9. Yes so many aspects of clouds here. Lovely.

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