Short Cotton Wool Poems

Above
cotton wool clouds
evaporate into
a sepia haze,as the sun
awakes...

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reared many rabbits by habit
to harvest cotton wool from them
for textile industries abroad
that they could make winter clothing
for charity to hot desert dwellers...

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It shines continually over our sullen earth,
Pleasantly parading these dark spaces in a splendour of righteousness,

Seldom does it cease; save for a moment,
As soft cotton wool covers it’s glow.

Searching for love in a dense cosmic plain,
It is the sign for us to believe again...

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it happened that time
the sun lost its path
inside cotton wool of the sky
and it never rose again
the moon drowned
into the abyss of the pacific
and it never shone again
each star lost its one eye
struggling to light the sky
and disappeared forever
then what remained of the world?
shadowy souls...

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Cotton wool puffs that are up so high,
Drifting along in a clear blue sky,
A field of wheat waving just like the sea,
To see these things shows how beautiful the world can be.

A gurgling stream that goes rushing by,
A baby bird that's learning to fly,
All of these things bring a happy cheer,
And tell everyone, summer is here....

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Can we change directions late on in life? 
After living our life in a cotton wool world?
There comes changes in the way we think
Asking you to become the person you are
Life it can change in the blink of our eyes
Yesterday life was teaching you a lesson
Something sparks within us that changes
Today your a teacher who teach changes...

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I wonder what clouds think
when we down here
looking up at them 
say
with surprise and wonder
that they look like something else
a face maybe
or a horse
a tree
a ship
a cup and saucer
or a great big wad of cotton-wool 
never
that I am aware of
when looking up at the clouds
have I heard anyone say
“Wow, look at that cloud
it looks just like a cloud”
...

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Seamless Sky.

A sea of fluffy cotton wool,
clouds of changing scenes,
that softly but swiftly
move above our world of dreams.
A picture painted every day
to colour days gone by,
the artist sees a different stroke
with a gaze up to the sky.
The silence of the birds
that take the form of peace in flight,
prepare us for the beauty of
the Seamless Sky infinite....

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At the end of the winter on the first sunny day
The feel of the sun on your back is a great display
And to ride your bike as fast as you can
Sucking in the warmth is the best plan

Go to the local park and lay on the grass nearby
Look up to see the cotton wool clouds fly by
Feel the cool green grass as you lie down
Summer holidays and long hot days around.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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All blazing hues throwing ochery golden gowns
Under azure blues with fluffy cotton wool clouds
Temperatures in dip feeling two seasons in meld
Undulations shape shift teasing ones naked eye
Momentary captures seeing wildlife amidst such
Natures many blooms rich giving's Midas touch
Autumnal she is displaying talents of no bounds
Lasting impressions, season's, differences found...

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Are we all -

It is essential to know,
In my affected mind,
Are we all clouds in the sky?
Is that where we go when we die…
Floating slowly, drifting along,
In a bright clear blue sky.
Fluffy cotton wool shapes,
Some like a dog or a pale face,
If you get a second take.
So next time you feel sad,
And miss that person like mad -
Look up and smile,
Be just calm for a while,
As you watch them sail by....

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I’m hungry, oh so hungry for your words
I am waiting … my mouth is open wanting to be fed
Yet you spoon feed me
One
S         N          I          P          P          E          T
Of 
Information
At
A 
Time

Please don’t treat me like a child
DON'T wrap me up in cotton wool to protect me
I can cope better if I know ALL the truth
For now I’m simply crying like a baby

Jan Allison
26th October 2014...

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She curls up very tightly as I leave the bed
and I stumble to the kitchen 
cotton wool unwinding in my head 
it's just a Wednesday 

Beans and bacon in the non stick frying pan 
coffee on the counter and
two burnt toast with a pot of jam
it's just a Wednesday.

Picking up the tempo 
putting on my shoes 
running for the six fifteen 
it's 
too early for those early morning 
blues 
It's just a Wednesday....

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The cold air swaying through my hair
Wind plays music solitude of winter
Soft cotton wool flakes fall from the sky
Like an angel wings that are fly
 Blanket the flowers that lie asleep

Beautiful feathery flakes of snow
Glittered in the fields of meadow
The leafless tress are about to please
To embrace the cold weather 
Winters Blanket the quiet streets

Cheryl Aldea
November 24, 2012
Winters Blanket Contest (Gail Doyle)...

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Someone told me today that I have an absent soul
That my intentions were good but that my heart was cold
They basically told me I would never find love
Or that certain someone who fits like a glove

The problem is that I know what they mean
I have a heart I just don’t let it be seen
I cant give it away with the drop of a hat
For fear it’d brake, and I couldn’t face that

So for now it’ll stay wrapped in cotton wool
And I’ll continue to play the absent soul’d fool...

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