Electric Line's sway,
spider webs of industry
along a rocky lane under
a hot southern sun, cicada…
cry high, into the crystal blue sky
We are a ghost nation
of Man’s hypocrisy
crossing shadows under a hard
noonday sky.
The empty road under the leaning
Electric crosses of civilization
Shadows fall, carving silhouettes into
Upon hitting noonday ground
Humanity lost all reason
Along a rocky, dusty road
As day bleeds into a hot
Southern night
Crickets cry high
As the moon rides the
White galleons of cloudscapes
As star falls in infernal southern sky
Frogs sing the song of endless rain
As electric crosses lean
Under the halogen of streetlights
Crosses stand, lean to and fro
Like graves of the day
Souls drift and sway
As a nation is lost along the way
Bought and sold
While electric crosses align
A forgotten road
Of a Nowhere nation, undone…
Watching all fold…!
Categories:
cloudscapes, art, culture, day, deep,
Form: Free verse
s h a p e me ~
with nautilus shells,
shimmering
like shifting shadows
in sultry silence
across
hermit
shores
where
the inked
silhouette
of the cerulean siren
dawns as
sapphire
souvenirs
of poetry you've written
beneath
lovestruck
skies
of music you've dreamed
beneath
crystalline cloudscapes
swaying in hammocks
hugged
by palm-leaf
p r o m i s e s ...
for within the
aquatic eyes
of the
heart-laced horizon
I feel
saffron sighs
while thoughts
of teal roses
roam
to home
and rhyme
the sun and the moon
in sea-kissed
warmth
amidst the
trembling tip
of your
quivering quill
purging
selkie
soliloquies
painting
shipwreck
shivers~
an island
l o v e reverie
brushed with
t i m e and h o p e...
Categories:
cloudscapes, dream,
Form: Free verse
God's abstract art
By Michelle Morris
14/04/2023
The cloudscapes are God's abstract art
Paintings across the sky that are ever changing
He made all those brilliant artists
So it's no wonder He is always inspired
Each day I wake to a new sky painting
And it changes every hour and every day
It is magical and fantastical
It is heavenly and sublime
Thank you God for all your wonders
I am grateful and in constant awe
Mother Nature is beautiful and creative
Thank you God for creating our world
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Categories:
cloudscapes, appreciation, art, blessing, creation,
Form: Free verse
When sudden rainfall gushes here
A wharf’s landing dampens its floor…
Outside, inky cloudscapes appear
Like horse shadows crashing the shore.
Greater the pour as debris floats ,
Adrift through mist and teeming spray
While voyagers in painted boats--
Consider moorings a dismay.
Until gale considers to leave
As sunshine pours a hued beam
Enhancing the glitter of eve
As pilgrims land safely, upstream.
Robert Haigh’s Challenge—
3/11/2018
Categories:
cloudscapes, blessing, rain,
Form: Quatrain