The Lonely Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud*
to places far and wide
I often thought it would be fun
to rain down on a bride
Or maybe on a summer Fete
as rain is something people hate
When dressed up in their finery
they saunter in the sun
chittering, chattering making small talk
having so much fun
Maypole dancers looking pretty
dancing round and round
Morris men they hop and skip
with flowery hats and wooden poles
As carefully they prance and dance
big men like them don’t want to fall
big men like them don’t want to trip
All hot and sweaty they need a shower
or would their smiles turn to a glower
For I’d be doing them a favour
Or maybe it would spoil their day
On a hot and sunny day in May
But I am getting really bored now
Floating around and hanging about
Naughty and mischievous
These words describe just how I felt
Oh dear ~ now is that mean of me
As one, two, three I let one free
My shower is scattering screeching crowds
Soaking them through to their undies
This weather not what one would expect
on sunny summer Sundays
They are now up to their knees in mud
amusing the cows whilst chewing their cud
Then just for fun a handful of hail stones
can be rather painful from a height
Crashing down upon their heads
and giving all the gals a fright
But enough is enough I hear you say
So I return them to a sunny day
I’ve had my fun
I’ve had my thrills
now wander lonely as a cloud*
in search of golden daffodils…
Written 1st February 2020
Contest: Famous poetic lines that inspire
Sponsor: Silent One
2nd Place
line taken from poem written by William Wordsworth*
'I wandered lonely as a cloud'
Contest: Strand Select B
Sponsor; Brian Strand
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