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.

[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.💜

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous beauty in this landscape you paint.

[emmajoygreen]

Thandk you Thomas for such a subtle and kind review. Sincere apologies for my very late reaction..

[Dennis Wolf]

Clouds.. I wonder sometimes, what it'd be like.. Up there, just drifting whichever direction.. Around the world..
Without any one specific destinations, but on a long journey instead..

Sometimes I picture this planet as a snow globe of sorts, and the sky is that glass dome.. Now, the question remains who put us here and why.

Nicely written.

[emmajoygreen]

Sometimes I wonder the same -'who put us here and why' Then, decide to accept what- or whoever
read moreSometimes I wonder the same -'who put us here and why' Then, decide to accept what- or whoever
will be well aware that special gift will be used with love, contentment and far, far more. Or -
should be unless foolish to the core. Many thanks for your comments.

[Dennis Wolf]

Well, yes, life is too short -and hence too precious-- to waste on regrets and fueling hate and the like.

Cheers.

[Neville]

In an increasingly tense world fearful of so many anticipated expectations, you describe a fascinating pastime & one from time to time, I truly share.

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks for your review, Neville, we all need time to think and feel these days: each being a necessity.

[emmajoygreen]

This has suddenly re-arrived, in fact something has happened to the spread of my different usages - again! Sorry to bother you but there are definitely things afoot! Have mentioned to a couple of other long term members of the Cafe!

[Pete]

clouds - handiwork of the master carpenter. where would we be without them - from pillow soft to angry storm and everything in between. been doing a fair amount of cloud watching recently as we passed through a rainy month of april. one need not look any further than nature to find a divine, guiding hand - it speaks to us only in truth as your sailing words aloft tenderly remind. holy indeed ... :)

[emmajoygreen]

I love to watch clouds, am known to stop my car in strange (but safe) places to watch them changing shape. Is as if He is allowing time to spend just.,.looking and seen the cartoon world of nature, of the all around and the bessed. Your review is wonderfully understanding, Pete.

[Ladysue]

Dear Emma, you truly see things and can write them ever so beautifully and wisely. Your poetry not only touches but flows deep into hearts. Your last line brilliant as is your poem. ‘learn to look up to what is was unknown yet .. holy essential’ there is tremendous hope in that line. Outstanding write dear friend.

[emmajoygreen]

Sometimes i think a lot, other times I just think. Words turn up and end somehow make some sense of my muddled wondering. Many thanks dear suem for leaving such an empathetic review. Take care. rest, shimmy, smile ahd have a happy week ahead. :)

[Einstein Noodle]

the title alone inspires and pulls me in ... your metaphors and imaging are killer says i! powerful social commentary on a land in shadow .. pale sun and paling moon ... we sit apart by miles ... truths blare even through all the hype and rhetoric and haze meant to obscure the sight .. one hardly dares to mention holiness it seems .. much sadness in this one but these lines:
"she creviced, he - meandering time
their calls echo tarns to tremble" are my favorites ... there is a wholeness to be had .. thanks for sharing Ms. Emma
E.

[emmajoygreen]

Whilst there are some who think of my writing as being anything but holy... i truly do fine there is something precious in looking st and living out the lessons learned in the places visited, the life lead, the people known. Perhaps looking up, seeing the eternal sky is worth all the best forgotten! Thank you so very much for your review.. it's appreciated more than.. ..

[Lydia Shutter]

" chimneys singe the sky" a brilliant line! All people have highs and lows....both in attitude and in morality. Believing in a higher power does help some deal with it all. Emma, this is so lovely. Lydi**

[emmajoygreen]

Smiling a thank you, Lydi.. welcoming your kind words.. and more. Take care.. keep safe. Please

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em.. your poetry always has me where Eagles nest and we gather a perspective that raises our expectations. We have Eagles by our Rappahannock River that flows through our City in Fredericksburg, Virginia, USA. Be blessed this Mothers Day… remembering ❤️ Love and Caring. gently, Pat

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks for looking in, Pat, your words always smile me happy! Wishing you a wonderful Mother's Day. dear L:ady

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Emma.. now it is nearing 2025... and Eagles still fly ... we come together over Oceans of Blue... a new Year.. a Smile and a Tear... Always, Pat