Nebulous of feel so tight
Sensing to explode
Clouds moving above
Billowing reality
Seeing images
Gather one’s strength then
Threatening black clouds waiting
to impact deluge
For Chev's CARPE DIEM Time Glass # 9 - clouds
and Kerry's hosting at Open Link Monday at Real Toads
For Chev's CARPE DIEM Time Glass # 9 - clouds
and Kerry's hosting at Open Link Monday at Real Toads
nice parallel between the clouds of a storm and hte clouds of our mind before the personal storm....
ReplyDeleteThe dark vs light, a fight within everything
ReplyDeleteThe inner storm can be controlled by our wits but the outer one is devastating.
ReplyDeleteWhen that deluge finally comes, it's going to be a BIG one!
ReplyDeleteWow, that is one incredible capture! Nice fitting words to follow it.
ReplyDeletePowerful - great tension going on!
ReplyDeleteAh.. there is thunder in that brow...
ReplyDeleteWonderful verse Hank , very powerful message.
ReplyDeleteBillowing reality is a striking image :)
ReplyDeleteYou have described the potential strength in a cloud so well
ReplyDeleteNice 'cloudy' poem, Hank. It reminded me of the old song, "The Little White Cloud that Rained." The clouds talked, the dark one was the villain.
ReplyDelete""The Little White Cloud That Cried"
I went walkin' down by the river
Feeling very sad inside
When all at once I saw in the sky
The little white cloud that cried
He told me he was very lonesome
And no one cared if he lived or died
And said sometimes the thunder and lightning
Make all little clouds hide
He said "Have faith in all kinds of weather"
"For the sun will always shine"
"Do your best and always remember"
"The dark clouds pass with time"
He asked me if I'd tell all my world
Just how hard those little clouds try
That's how I know I'll always remember
The little white cloud that sat right down and cried"
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Thanks Dr Jim! I went to You Tube and there was a 1951 number "The Little White Cloud That Cried" sung by Johnny Ray! It's most fascinating! Thanks for sharing!
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Clouds, whether in our minds, or in the sky, do carry great power and command.
ReplyDeletewe could use some clouds to explode here on the California coast ~
ReplyDeleteStrking take on clouds ... explosive I'd say ;-)
ReplyDeletelike the clouds every moment is changing, and we must meet the shift from where we are… hopefully with kindness. I loved your poem Hank.
ReplyDeleteI can feel the power!
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