Cloud Moods Poem by Sandra Fowler

Cloud Moods

Rating: 4.7


Black house roofs are a mirror to the smoke.
The cloud mood makes a backdropp for good-bye.
You lift me parallel to chimney stacks
And make me dizzy with your old world kiss.

The soot is falling like night colored snow
I feel its weight like stove lids on my eyes.
I know I will make poetry again,
But who will chafe my heart when you are gone?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Peter Williams 09 August 2007

Love your work Sandra... you are a wonderful artist

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Robert Howard 10 February 2008

Fascinating achievement. All the emotions of parting and attendant sorrow are conveyed through physical images of soot and smoke. A paragon of metaphorical expression.

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Ashraful Musaddeq 04 October 2008

An interesting poem. Nicely composed.

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Charles Chaim Wax 03 November 2005

with words like these bright bright soft and true delicate pulsing that place where poems are born always more and more nice work

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Rajaram Ramachandran 24 November 2005

A nice effort to portrait and give life to the smoke and the cloud as they move on up above the sky.

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Khairul Ahsan 19 July 2013

I know I will make poetry again, But who will chafe my heart when you are gone? I am moved!

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premji premji 21 May 2009

clouds are the best painters of nature........ we are mere soot.........

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 21 May 2009

Hauntingly beautiful, a perfect blend of drab grey imagery matching the question of sadness Each line capitvates, Thanks for this read Sandra - very well written

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Luis Gil 17 May 2009

Let me see..... Poems, perhaps?

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The cloud mood of this poem certainly makes a stunning backdropp for goodbye. As do does the falling soot and stove lids. The imagery is stunning and haunting....10 Karin Anderson

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Sandra Fowler

W. Columbia, WV, USA
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