Love Poem For a Cloud

Colorful sky 

I miss you, Clouds 

Appearing, then gone

To somewhere else 


I would walk, barefoot, 

bereft, of any care 

atop your crowns 

to see the world, to lift me up- 

take me where the world is turned. 


You, a stranger,

a curl of white 

against the blue

that keeps me behind


You pass me, 

following the others. 

Wherever chance takes you. 


I am glad I saw you. 

I picked you from the rest,

hopeful stranger, 


appearing, then gone. 

To somewhere Else.


  • Goldfinch60

    Each cloud is unique and one but that one that you picked will be forever in your heart.


  • L. B. Mek

    'You, a stranger,
    a curl of white
    against the blue
    that keeps me behind'
    wonderfully poetic, a great read

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