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Brynn S Mar 2019
Reflections of endless winter
The trees overhead are left unclothed
Their branches bend as if they were a wise elder
Pebbles covered in dew
Rusted signs follow the path of the beast
A silent engine to watch over the body
Water’s edge, solemn and soulful
As it is measured as low-leveled it reflects the sky
Reaching to it as if they were connected
The hum of birds in return of their journey
They are confused as time stood still in the place they once fled from
The return shows coldness yet comfort to the creatures building life
Light so dim yet vibrancy leaks through shadowed clouds
The darkness only intensified the light
Light that projected from the small droplets upon glass
Little specs of sun, brought from the heavens to give light to the dark world.
Jenna Feb 2019
Miss you, you
are my sunlight
the rays of unlimited warmth
now gone cold
as my long hair grays
becoming vast storm clouds
waiting for the coldness,
to take over
So we are reunited,
once again
abby Feb 2019
a special cloud sat upon us
dispelled upon the trees
layering wisps of wind and rain
summoning the seas

you looked at me with love that I could not return
I have a different kind of soul
for someone else my passion burns

you hold a rare coveted place in the storm of my blue heart
your corner is sheltered with a candle in your part

you play a melody that strikes me as I sway
we run into the sky with wisteria in may

we come from different stories
born from different stars
or maybe we are just too close to take our chances much too far

exceeding expectations is what you do the best
if I’d been looking for a mirror, you would have passed the test

the special cloud moved away
we turned and said goodbye
our hands embraced inside the fog
As we walked and moved on by
a poem about unrequited love
K Balachandran Feb 2019
rebellious dark clouds,
took the full moon their captive;
rains freed her quick!
Pallavi Feb 2019
Happiness is a cloud
When you have it,
It shouts loud.
As white as dew,
As good as few,
So pure & blissful .....
When it comes.
Abondon in pain
When it runs.
Lieke Feb 2019
I yell and I yell
enclosed by the air
and yet I can't feel it.


I want to hurt myself
just so I can feel something
So I try and I try
but not a drop of blood shed.


I shoot and I shoot
I clash my cymbals
I set myself on fire
I bomb the whole **** cloud.

Nothing moves.


I am stuck in an infinite circle of an alternate reality.
Isolated from life.
I sit and sob
in a cloud of white air.
about a dream I had a few nights ago. 1 February, 2019
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
you were the rising sun
creeping over my horizon,
filling my skies with dazzling bursts
of deep ambers and lavenders and crimsons
sending heat waves coursing through me
brushing the edges of my clouds
your silhouette imprinted on my eyelids
your shadow stuck to my feet
your taste scorched the roof of my mouth
i felt you in every inch of my skin
and i didn't mind at all
Jupiter Dec 2018
elated
a flying feeling
soaring
soft and light
cottony

life is long
but you are forever
raining hope
upon the weary

fly high, clouds
and we'll fly with you
I miss my old me, that very young boy at the school yard
Now I am a teacher in that old town
Always filled with hatred and frown
Once thought teaching was a crown
but here I am with nothing but a cloud full of bills of next month
Teaching is an amazing job in non-third world countries.
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