I AM CLOUD.
I am Cloud, the powerful offspring
of water and gravity
Like a blanket I hang under Sun's heat, binding his fire
away from humanity with my cotton-cold fleece.
I Cloud am skilled at basking below heaven's dome
to nurse sky's ills as I scan ether's tone
and carry full blasts of iced fury for ignorant humans
daring to trespass on my line of duty.
I sleep with restive tornadoes
or hurricanes and keep snow-storms under my toes.
I am Cloud who hides bolts of terrible lightning
between my huge thighs,
who controls every rain-shower and will send
revenge on those offending my pride.
Yet I sometimes allow maiden Moon to peep into
my bedroom or break thru' my roof.
and gently smile as night stars play hide-n-seek
round the edge my flimsy white frock
and frenetically glitter like dots of diamanté when
finding a hole in my overcoat pocket.
Sunsets and rises stretch my skin horizontally
as I blush to produce best coloured hues
and if in a light mood next morning I know one
yawn will drench all below me in dew.
Tho' I, Cloud can bound like a fury over miles
in moments with showers or gales,
I am a changeling and have power to decide.
I can appear on some mission from nowhere
and alter weather's display in a moment.
I am able to rise like a sprite from high arena
or as a babe from the womb I Cloud can call
forcibly and will by uncorking my bottled genie
scream should you my position scorn.
So take care as I pass whom you laughingly
try to blow away with showy tomfoolery
as if you were my master.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: March 9th, 2019 03:44
- Comment from author about the poem: The "I AM" Series is back by request. Hope you enjoy.
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Comments7
I don't know how you consistently write to this quality and to this length - superb as always.
You are too too kind my friend - - good that you dropped by for the read.
this is not just a cloud poem, is it..
I AM has got the bloomin lot.. tis very special in my humble opinion... N
Yes as you guess the poem carried a special message between its lines my dear friend. You have the talent of good perception Nev......
I am honoured and maybe just a tiny bit lucky ...... no.. I am more than that.... x
This is incredible, I am rapidly becoming a huge fan of your work Faye, brilliant write
Ah - thank you so much Jayde - - am honoured that you like my efforts at poetry.
Thanks for sharing FAY ~ I love I AM CLOUD ! I have been interested in Clouds ever since I did my Metreology Badge in the Scouts we had to keep a Daily Cloud Log for a Month ! We learned CIRRUS (Windy) NIMBUS (Rainy) and CUMULUS (Cloudy !) etc etc ! I see things in the Clouds ~ like LINUS saw Beetehoven composing the Moonlight at his Piano when all CHARLIE BROWN saw was a Horsey & a Teddy ! I love the way you have anthropomorphised the Clouds & given them CHARACTER. Offspring of Water & Gravity ~ Blanket against Suns heat ~ Basking against Ice & Cold ~ Hiding lightning & rain ~ Flirting with Maiden Moon ~ Embellishing Sunrises & Sunsets ~ Riding over Oceans ~ Ephemeral a Will-o-the-Wisp ~ I AM CLOUD ! And remember FAY : The Maoris christened New Zealand "Land of the Long White Cloud" ~ which creates unique Sunrises & Sunsets :
Thanks for sharing : Blessings & Love :
BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Yes clouds have a magic all of their own - and I felt I could personify that to an advantage for the reader. Delighted that you enjoyed the read and thanks to you both for this lovely comment.
I am, or I is (bit ungrammatical there!) enjoying the start of this series!
You is right in that this phrase is a bit ungrammatical - but thank you dear Orchi and my thanks for commenting at the start of this little series.
Good one Fay. Each cloud is unique as are we all.
Hi Fay,
That was a beautiful and vivid write.
Keep writing FineB.
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