A rich cloudburst

A rich cloudburst

A Poem by moog-drika

Cumulus clouds, whirl along with cream and sugar,
inside a cup.
They make their way to flicker while healing their burns.
A pinch of winter has been dipped,
to enrich its panorama into the drink.

Midnight knows how to take a sip of mystique,
it knows how to blend itself.

© 2018 moog-drika


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moog-drika
I'm literally not sure about the title!

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Wonderful use of words dear poet. Each set of lines made the reader believe and understand your words.
"Midnight knows how to take a sip of mystique,
it knows how to blend itself."
We need to taste mystique and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

moog-drika

6 Years Ago

Thanks so much for stepping inside the world of the piece and exploring its theme. It really helps a.. read more
Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

I am glad. I love your work moog-drika.
moog-drika

6 Years Ago

Ahh I'm thrilled to bits now. :'D



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How wonderful it is to read some great language and know one can juggle its meanings to suit mood and instant interpretation. I'm tempted to read other reviews, bit will NOT because whilst i have a feeling its coffee swirled and stirred with cream.. .. it could also be clouds battling in the sky.. late autumn versus coming winter.. each wanting to season the space above earthly time. Perhaps.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

moog-drika

4 Years Ago

I think you already understood through my write that I didn't shape it up with any definite meaning... read more
emmajoy

4 Years Ago

I think your poem is lovely... will read more... but must go now.. til later!
WOW!! Love those last two lines, this is wonderful.

Posted 4 Years Ago


moog-drika

4 Years Ago

Thanks a bunch. So glad you love it. :D
love the image of this and I also adore the picture you attached:) I drink my coffee with lots of cream and a bit of sugar and the stirrings are oh so sweet some days I can see the universe in my cup as the galaxies coalesce in the swirl patterns and other days I can see myself staring back at me looking as if to say "well what have we today" LOL one day I am going to write a poem written in the cadence of your name dear Moog:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

moog-drika

4 Years Ago

Can't tell you how much thrilled the interpretation made me. It showed me a fresh new season of what.. read more
The title is perfect, don't worry! I loved the way my mind went in a fluid whirl at the start, visualizing the way cream explodes into black coffee. I also love the way your message seems to straddle the idea of clouds, cloudy coffee, & winter . . . intriguing combination, but it really works. A nicely fresh series of images to pique the reader's imagination flow (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


moog-drika

5 Years Ago

It is evident from the review that how much you enjoyed the piece. And this is what gives me utter p.. read more
.................. Awesome poem, Moog!

Posted 5 Years Ago


moog-drika

5 Years Ago

Thank you so much :'D
How often the elements of the weather reflect our moods and feelings... The images of the weather creating and flavouring the drink stirs the imagination and hints at the intimacy of lips on the hard rim, of steamy reveries, of sensations that stir under the night sky

Posted 5 Years Ago


moog-drika

5 Years Ago

Wow! This was such a beautiful interpretation! Makes me image the piece in a very different way with.. read more
Jibey

5 Years Ago

It is a lovely thing when we can stir each other with our words, stimulating new creations... Your .. read more
moog-drika

5 Years Ago

This is how we bring many poetries in one poem and I can say that poem will also have a number of di.. read more
This piece has a certain pulse of magical strength...it has a lovely rhythm and cadence and feels light, though has the weight and feeling of being well worked through. Lovely

Posted 6 Years Ago


moog-drika

6 Years Ago

You penned your thoughts about it so beautifully. Loved it. Thank you so much for the positive revi.. read more
The title pulled me in, but I got an unexpected surprise from your lines. You gave me much imagery in that midnight cup. All good wishes.

Chris

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

moog-drika

6 Years Ago

I should say that one of your pieces inspired me to have such imagery. I'm so glad that it caught yo.. read more
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

You are very welcome and pleased I gave you some inspiration :)
I think your title lends itself to the opening stanza. Your imagination limits your choices of a title, but I like this one. I was prepared for a lazy sky of dreamy clouds and got something much more.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Cherrie

6 Years Ago

Oh no it is another element to the poem.
moog-drika

6 Years Ago

My brain works like a lazy sky sometimes haha. Thanks a lot. :'D
"They make their way to flicker while healing their burns." This is a fantastic line. Healing and hurting all at once. I like the title btw

Posted 6 Years Ago


moog-drika

6 Years Ago

Yes, I have decided that I won't be changing the title since everyone has liked it. Thanks a bunch f.. read more

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