Clouds Poems - Poems about Clouds

My angel how are you? I am OK. Wish you were here now, I miss you very much. Is heaven above the sky? On the other side of the clouds? Way up really - really high? One day I hope to be up there with you. For now I guess I am stuck here on earth. Waiting to be with you everyday, and with every long lonely...

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piercing cloud layers ...

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When you don't know what to do. Call out to God, He will respond to you. I was having a very hard time. Anxious thoughts had consumed my mind. Clouds of darkness had surrounded me. The light of joy I could no longer see. Everything around me was the color of gray. I just couldn't seem to enjoy my day. Hands would perspire...

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Clouds In My Coffee Just wondering. Clouds in my coffee. Wake up early in the morning. Day dreamer. Crisp morning air. After the rain falls. No plans. Just my imagination. Grateful for each day. Hot coffee with steam. No worries. Set free. No drama. No cell phone. No problems. Peaceful evenings. A simple life. While...

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"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire". Rains then poured out like held-back tears of anger, shedding emotions from the sky like a recently heartbroken damsel. The raindrops beat on the rusty roof— a drum that only children could dance to. But they danced not in the house, but right there...

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the sky holding back its secrets suddenly, the clouds part someone’s lips part; they’re caught in moment of yearning Tight restraint release like clouds opening to reveal the stars, waiting to whisper, even the heavens feels tension of desire sometimes hold back what they long to share until can’t Feeling silence listens to the heart holding its passion. ...

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"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire" With God's presence in dusk and dawn — Do whispered moans damn this mortal bower? For in each stroke, dark is nigher Though God's forgiving in dusk and dawn — "The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire" "The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire..." "The...

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The clouds have spread across the sky like a fluffy blanket. Gloomy and sad, the clouds are filled with heavy despair, slowing them down. One drop... two drop... A downpour broke out from the gloomy clouds. One might wonder, is this rain, or tears from the gloomy clouds? ...

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A blot of ink drifts right of center. It grows, devours— Pale pages consumed by raven. I asked the low, bruised sun if my life still counts when my pen scratches a scream— but no words ever made it out. My voice chases inked shadow drips—spread mourning...

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Clouds often go unnoticed, but they are so much like us, soft and distant travelers, floating through a sky full of unknown thoughts, meeting like strangers, carried by the same wind of chance, staying for a while, then quietly parting, without promises or storms. They do not ask the sky to stop, nor beg the sun to linger longer, even...

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the sun will surely shine again ~ know that your dark thoughts are merely passing clouds drifting across the mind of lonely skies Submitted on June 3, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE S sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention...

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The river winds just around the bend I can't wait to see the majestic mountains Made by God's precious hands The sky is full of billowy clouds Like cotton in the palm of my hand Lord send down Your Spirit Where hearts and minds then collide Bless me with all of Your favor Never from You will I ever hide I see the meadow...

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What are the clouds sitting on? Carved castles Powerful shapes and delicate dollops But clouds are flat on the bottom. The clouds are flat on the bottom. They are like my great, great, great wrinkly old aunt Mildred. They must be sitting On an invisible something. A divide in atmospheric pressure? A mile-high, sky-top of our own human smog? Or the wall that the dragons...

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people lost in the rush i wait in line with the rest waiting and observing people leaving as others wait they sit and learn. out to defy the laws we are bound. in the sorting it is easy to bypass the ones that yearn. a chance to get away, with no guarantee of a return no matter how high you...

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clouds appear as shapes dragons sometimes forks and trees naming the unnamable a search for home (Anthony and Cleopatra) busyness seeming much to do and the rain in opposition (King John) tears and swollen rivers dissolving the boundaries separating home (Richard II) the weather seems to facilitate or oppose bringing to stories uninvited guests (Love's Labor Lost) youth a scattering for experiences away while never departing from home (Taming of the Shrew)...

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