Best Stratus Poems

The laceleaf maple's crimson organs fall
and scatter on the ground like shattered glass,
as naked shadowed fingers shade the pall
and Autumn days prepare to shout their last.
Now in the forest cling the stubborn few
whose tendrils rage against the Winter wind
- die proudly at the helm of...

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When stratus is strung
 with artist's lattice
 and letters are spun
 as cotton cumulus

I bend in awe of
 resounding matter
 expressing substance
 beyond human dressings

Stilled in silvered
 lines of sanity
 hanging covertly
 for all to survey

Wisdom proclaimed
 displayed openly
 for viewing;
 pursuing

 should perception's
 glance...

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If I could climb on top of a cloud
I’d have the world’s coziest mattress
A cumulus quilt that’s softer than down
And beneath it, a silk sheet of stratus

A nimbus puff to pillow my head
With matching lenticular duvet
And perhaps I’d get an extra set
In sunset pink and...

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