I Am Cloud.
I am Cloud, the powerful offspring
of air, water and earth.
Like a blanket I hang under Sun's heat, binding his fire
away from low thrones with my cold fleece.
I Cloud am skilled at basking below heaven's blue dome
to nurse sky's mood as
I scan the air carrying blasts of wind for anything
daring to trespass on my line of duty.
I sleep in the restive arms
of hurricanes and wrap snow-storms under my toes.
I am Cloud who hides bolts of lightning
between huge thighs,
who controls every rain-shower and who can send hail's
deluge on all who offend my pride.
Yet I often allow that maiden Moon to peep into my
bedroom or break through my roof.
I have to smile too when night-stars play
hide and seek round the edge
of my white flimsy frock and shine like dots of elfish
diamonds when they
find a hole or two in my overcoat pocket.
Sunsets and rainbows induce me to stretch horizontally,
broadening myself in their colourful hues
and if I feel inclined after night, come the morning my
yawn drenches all below me in dew.
Yet I, Cloud can ride in a moment like fury over five
miles of ocean or mountain to strike,
for I am nature's changeling who refuses to die.
I am Cloud who appears out of nowhere.
I can rise like a sprite from clear air
and as a babe from the womb I can, in but a second
let out my genii who bites with forked lightning
any denial of my rightful area.
So beware as I glide past to whom you laugh as you try
to blow me away with foolishness
as if you were my master.
- Author: Fay Slimm. ( Offline)
- Published: June 27th, 2022 02:51
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Caring dove, Doggerel Dave
Comments5
'and if I feel inclined after night, come the morning my
yawn drenches all below me in dew.'
beautiful characterisation
and such vivid imagery..
I felt as light as a cloud
while reading your words, dear Fay
such delicate poetry, beautiful
Ah =- - - I guessed you might like my take on cloud-imagery L.B... - - I felt it needed a fun -write to offset all the dreary news. Merci beaucoup for your caring comment.
So beautiful Fay 🙂 such an engaging gentle read .. love this 🌸
So glad you found the read light and engaging dear friend. Thanking you sincerely for your lovely comment.
Good write Fay.
Thank you Orchi.
As an avid cloud watcher (this has led me to some dark places - such as flat on my face in the grass) I completely relate. Your rich lines confirm similar preoccupations and evoke many a memory image, Fay.
PS: Have you by any chance heard from Neville?
Hi Dave - -- Glad your memories of watching clouds were evoked by the fun-read I wrote many moons back - had a giggle at you falling flat on the grass while being obsessed with cloudy passion too cos I did the very same on the beach once - -- and yes have heard from Nev, - he says he is " fairly O.K" . but admits to missing his bed - - - war zones must be tough places and we hope he comes back safe and sound soon.
I can only second that with respect to Neville, Fay. I only hope he does return. Please push him to share his real life experiences here.
Wonderful words Fay, as are clouds, I look at clouds so very much, their uniqueness says a great deal to me.
Andy
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