pull clouds

they sit on peaks, planets apart

pale sun, paling moon - alone,

oil in shadows, tides eddying 

she creviced, he - meandering time 

their calls echoing tarns to thoughts

dipped in melting ice

comes time when chimneys singe

the sky, tug loose clouds from their

moorings, tsunami threatening

eagles toss their heads, loath to

offer even thermal disposition -

Man needs see his downward slope

from the top of nowhere noble - 

learn to look up to what is was

unknown, yet wholly essential  

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem written dear Emma. I love to watch the clouds. I go to Lake St. Clair at dusk. The clouds create a masterpiece in the sky when the sun passes the moon. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[emmajoygreen]

There should be a plaque set up in the sky, don't you think, John - one that says, 'All clouds are there for the pleasure of both wandering and static adventurers.. see what you can, whilst you can.' As always, many thanks, for your outstanding kindness.

[LisaCarol]

Oh, how the sky makes one ponder our existence and just how small we are compared to the rest of the universe. There is so much beauty to take in and all we need to do is look up. Another beautiful poem Emmajoy!

[emmajoygreen]

Dear friend, many thanks for such a wonderfully kind review. And here we are agreeing again: all we need to do is look up and take in the sky's beauty!!

[Philip Gaber]

Writing is a form of trickery; you are a magician pulling words out of a top hat, sleight of hand, love of rabbit holes, and thesauruses. Impressive comingling of ideas. That was fun to say out loud. Yes, sometimes I read your poems out loud. No one else listens to them because I live alone in a 600 sq. ft. studio apartment. Tra la!

[emmajoygreen]

Words said or read loud will - if approving, will limpet walls, ceilings, floors, up chimneys, behind rads and - believe it or not, have abracadabra'd selves on the blank pages of hard-back enclosed vellum type stuff. Tra la, indeed.

[Philip Gaber]

Yep. You got it.

[Sally]

oh my goodness, that was so so good. I love this.!!!

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks for such a kind review but apologies for such a belated message, Sally

[Sally]

that’s perfectly OK, we’ve both been very busy ourselves doing our separate things, as long as I know you liked the review and I definitely loved your poem

[Amanda Reynolds]

This is so rich with beautiful language, imagery, metaphor, and symbolism. So many layers, your poem makes my brain happy, thank you for this!

[emmajoygreen]

PLEASE forgive my belated thank yous for your wonderfully kind review, Amanda!

[Betty Hermelee]

As i read this twice i came to the conclusion that this is a metaphor for many things...what is happening to our universe... is it going down hill...retreating to it's demise??? and we are also speaking of moods in human behavior...many emotion weave through this stunning poem...The longing, the distance between the two lovers and the distance between earth and the cosmos...i fee a sense of sorrow here...there is destruction is atmosphere and the destruction of mankind.....
Warmly, B

[emmajoygreen]

I just don't know why I missed so many generous and interesting reviews, Betty - and of course that includes yours. You're right about the metaphors, I find it hard to find the latter.. for once I was inspired. Wish it was as easy for me as it is for you. Better rub shoulders with you... somehow!

[Betty Hermelee]

Yes you better!!! just kidding dear Em
Always a pleasure dear friend🌷🌷🌷
Warmly , B

[An owl on the moon]

You evoke such a sense of isolation and longing, with powerful imagery of nature's elements mirroring the emotional distance between the characters. Ultimately, your words call for a humble recognition of our place in the vast unknown, urging a return to deeper spaces.

[emmajoygreen]

As with other dear friends, I profusely apologise for such a belated but sincere thank you for your review, Owl.

[red93]

Lovely Work Emma, quite ethereal and a bit surreal as well. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[emmajoygreen]

Thak you for such a generous review, sir.. how very kind of you to visit. SINCERE aologies for such a late and polite thank you.

[red93]

✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Tom]

Unless warning is heeded and remedial action taken, I sense impending doom for mankind is what I take from the striking, coloured image/pic that accompanies this metaphorically image packed poem, stellar writing as always my gifted friend!

[emmajoygreen]

TOM, many thanks for your reaction and kindness.
So very sorry for sending you a thank you after so many months.

[Soren]

Many poems contain metaphors this poem is a metaphor following metaphor. The format itself is stripped to its most basic and has cast off all superfluous. Open to interpretation every line is filled with meaning. Very nicely done Emmajoy.

[emmajoygreen]

I truly appreciate your comments, how kind you always are. I will be calling!

[jessyyjacob]

Hi Emma, you write with so depth. Great read. Keep writing.
Physical experiences lead to memories in brain same as thoughts which takes to never never land with equal memories that reach in milli seconds to many light years. I feel there is no difference between physical or non physical experiences. Because we will live with physical things as life on earth but after life we still live without physical things on our soul.
Never deppressed again. I am living my life, but to make difference to every body with a great responsibility in fufilling Nations and planet"s challenges and burning reasons to solve and make people live with joy for their hard work. Help people from evil eyes to not to get them trapped by, make fruitful their efforts and with joyful life.

Thankyou
With love,
Jesy jacob.💜