I Am Cloud.
I am Cloud, the powerful offspring
of water and earth.
Like a blanket I hang under Sun's heat, binding his fire
away from dry debris with my cold fleece.
I Cloud am skilled at basking below heaven's dome-blue
to nurse weather's ills and
carrying blasts of wind I scan the air for anything
daring to trespass on my line of duty.
I reside in the restive arms of snowy
vapours and sometimes wrap hurricanes 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 whatever offends my pride.
Yet I often allow 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 glitter like dots of diamond beauties 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 in a good mood after rest, come the morning my
yawn drenches all below me in dew.
Yet I, Cloud can ride in a moment like fury over miles
of ocean or mountain to strike
with ice-darts for I am that changeling who cannot die.
I am Cloud who appears out of nowhere with mission
of alchemy's transformation.
I can rise like a ghost to gloom clear ether
and like a babe from the womb I may, in but a second
let out my genii who with forked lightning bites
rude denials of my right to appear.
I, Cloud favour no family picnic or sandy-dune holiday
and increase ammunition if me you displease.
So beware as I glide past how and to whom you laugh
when you try foolish games to blow me away
as if you were my master.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Another fun-poem in the "I Am" series. Hope you enjoy.
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Clouds have a life of their own, do they not? Wonderful piece Fay.
Yes A.P. I do agree that clouds seem to lead their own life - glad you enjoyed my little tribute to their comings and goings.
indeed, a very weathering poem, let's hope more sun shines through your cloud. I love this work, Fay, very imaginative writing.
Ah I shall be Sun next no doubt dear Kevin then I will burn all those dark clouds away - so glad you enjoyed this fun-write about being a cloud.
"I wandered lonely as a CLOUD !" Thanks FAY for an awesome coalescence of Poem 'n Pic ! Clouds are awesome in both shape and character and have awesome names like Nimbo-Cumulus and are another aspect of God's Blessing and are part of the oft castigated Water Cycle. The Farmer prays for rain and we blame GOD when it rains on our Parade ! Your poem is full of metaphor (and even innuendo !) I love every word of it ~ a great "Ode to Clouds" ~ Yours as ever BRIAN ~ Please check my new FUSION on Food & Drink ~ Thanks B.
Glad you found the innuendo too in this little cloud-poem Brian - many thanks too for your continued support.
Iām in awe of this powerful ācloudā as I am of you my dear Poetess Fay! A magnificent write! Your ability to compose a piece of writing is extraordinary! You give it life! I thoroughly enjoyed reading it! Thank you!
You are so generous with your comments on my work dear Laura and my humble thanks. So pleased you find life in the lines.
I am.....in awe of this wondrous write.
Oh I am so pleased you liked the metaphor and personification dear Goldie.
In fact, the mind can affect clouds, to a degree. I've seen it done.
Fine tribute to the beauty and power of the cloud, Fay!
Oh - I never knew that fact dear Louis and it would have altered the way I played with the words if I had - - there are powers we have that we know nothing of yet - glad you enjoyed the read.
I wandered lonely as a cloud.... dunno why I did now, cos I forgot the rest of the poem. heehee! Lovely write Fay.
Thanks Orchi. You have such a fun-sense of humour.
Another super write.
My mind flying with your beautiful cloud.
I always viewed clouds as objects, but thanks to you and your very imaginative and beautiful poem, you personalized them for me!
oh , wow , fay ! this is amazing .. the way you have spoken of the cloud with huge thighs, i really like that .. and your reference the moon peeping into your bedroom .. and stars playing hide and seek amongst the white flimsy frock, you make the cloud sound like a dress lol.. i very much enjoyed this .. such a lovely enjoyable poem..
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