Cirrus Cloud Poems - Poems about Cirrus Cloud

...Yesterday as the sun was rising on our walk…what should catch our eye….but one humongous…elongated white feather…stretching across the sky. Our weatherman is quick to inform us…that it’s a cirrus ......

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...Waiting for the world to make sense again I jump back and forth every now and then Lush grass and blue sky, but I don’t know (The world’s too somber for a smile to show) There’s caution tape on......

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...It was a unique environment. They were unique people in a unique place. A mountain fifteen thousand metres high with a vertical south face. Two pretty Goth girls stood on the edge. One footstep f......

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...Martian Gothic (short) Unique environment unique people. Fifteen thousand metre mountain vertical south face. Two pretty Goth girls stood on the edge. One footstep fall to Martian plateau. Three......

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...I love the taste of pears -- especially red pears sweet some times crisp or some times soft juicy inside as my teeth sink in while the sounds of the chewing calms down story after story......

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...Cinnamon memories catch my soul in snares as I trace in anguish the curve of your lips in a photo stained sepia with my tears - a thousand words spoken through my fingertips; wishing you to be ......

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...In moments of twilight civility an exchange of gifts - darkness for light.. RISING from beyond the softening silhouette edge you brighten like a blushing damsel hazy haloed unaba......

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...SAYONARA SONG ON LUSCIOUS LIPS The cold sun sinks slow in the vermilion void Reels of cirrus cloud on crimson ripples creep Tell the homing birds how much they enjoy......

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...A faded glimpse you can't recall. A ghost you saw not in the hall. A cirrus cloud that dissipates. The losing side in class debates. The past returning past the dawn. A recollection that now i......

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...parting the Med {for refugees and exiles} the accounts passed down through the mouth and page no refuge for the refugees on the angry world's stage staffed "saviors" Kalashnikovs met on m......

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...My love for this, the fourth season, Lives within it’s own secret joy, ‘Tis all so very pleasin’, To watch Nature employ, Her whims on this Florida boy. The warm soft breeze from the Okee lake......

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...Three hours of grassy scramble attain Fairfield horseshoe enveloped by immense landscape an awe inspiring view gentle glow upon my cheek expelled from summer's ray the timid breeze encircles me......

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