Looking up into the sky
You see them surrounded by blue,
They sail through your world
In whites and greys of every hue.
In a myriad of shapes and sizes
You see impressions of every type of art,
In many of them that float by
You see that your life has taken a part.
Your imagination is always stirred
Looking at the wonders that they shroud,
As your life is passed on by,
By every uniquely, individual cloud.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 30th, 2024 02:20
- Comment from author about the poem: Clouds are wonderful to look at.
- Category: Nature
- Views: 14
- Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard
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Comments6
Good analogy for life- is it not like a vapour?
Thank you 2781, life is a non ending Spirit.
Andy
The passage refers to our time here on earth.
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
The skies above are really something special. Love this poem.
They really are special Tom, thank you.
Andy
you an beat an egg, but you can't beat a bit of paradoilia sir ..
No you certainly cannot Neville and in life it never ends.
Andy
I see images every day in those clouds. A gorgeous write dear Andy. 🤗
So do I Teddy, thank you.
Andy
This poem has such a beautiful rhyming pattern, and the subject exquisite. I read it a second time, as I listened to the audio, and it just took me away to the clouds you so eloquently described. Perfect!
Most kind Bella and very much appreciated. Thank you.
Andy
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