Clouds

Always fascinated with nature...

The freedom experienced by water...
Predominantly constrained to the ocean, rivers, bays, pools, bathtubs...
However, a few droplets seek asylum elsewhere...forlorn with the ebb and flow of the tides and the sheer mass, like a metropolis...
These outliers gaze into the unknown and above...into the air currents that weave through the levels of the atmosphere, into the heavens...
The air, arrogant and fleeting, receives a surprise attack...the desperate water, now in the form of vapor, invades the air...
Cold with fear, the air cannot take in anymore, becoming overly saturated and alas, the water becomes its own entity...
Floating, expanding, free...to glide to wherever the current takes it...
Elated and invigorated some clouds manifest as something wispy, beautiful...blotting the sky with a sense of calm and grandness...shielding the sun and providing well needed shade...
Unquenchable in its thirst for more, other clouds take a darker path...angry, they grow, darker, larger, menacing in sight and sound...unleashing erratic bursts of lightning...cracking doom for all to hear, sentencing their own to fall thousands of feet to their eventual end...
All clouds journey to an unknown destination...ending their timeline and evaporating into memory.

Reviews

[Briana O'Connor]

When I first looked at this page I was like, "Whoa! those are some long lines!" Then I started reading and the words just flowed and flowed and flowed. It was absolutely perfect. The way you described the process of water with such beauty...I just can't say enough about this one. I think this is my favorite poem of all the one's I've read so far of yours. It is so vivid and adds a touch of blissful emotion. The process that is described of the life of water makes me want to be water! I am a big fan of ran, storms and laying on the grass watching the clouds. This poem really spoke to me. Excellent work! Thank you for sharing!

[Steve L.]

Wow!! I am so happy that you enjoyed this!!!

[Lydia Shutter]

When you give yourself the permission to do nothing but get lost in the shapes of clouds, you can write quite the fantasy! They are in constant movement, the merge and flow and our minds become part of the clouds...a very freeing experience. Mother Nature has her way with us and Thor does too when storm clouds roll in. But there is a good metaphor here too....evaporating into memory.....once we encounter a situation, no matter how bad it may be, it will journey on. Our lives will go on and we will deal. I liked this one a lot. Layers of meaning. Lydi**

[Steve L.]

Thank you for the very thoughtful review!!!

[Eve Ola]

wow very dipped into the nature.. its beautiful and I love the way you end
"All clouds journey to an unknown destination...ending their timeline and evaporating into memory..

[Steve L.]

I really appreciate the feedback!! Thank you!!

[AprilRN1210]

oooooooh, this one is so lovely... brings back memories as a child just lying in the grass staring at the clouds and thinking.... enjoying... "watching" nature... as an adult, I admit, I love watching the darker side as well.. those dark, daunting clouds, the wind whipping my hair, and the electrically charged atmosphere... it is so sexy to me... (course you knew that)... The flow of this is absolutely stunning and it is majestic and breathtaking your descriptions.. your adoration for this jumps off the page and hits the reader in the heart.... amazing write... I really enjoyed....

[Steve L.]

Thank you so much!!! We both share a true love of nature...

[AprilRN1210]

indeed... it was my pleasure...