A Cloud Portrait Poem by Sandra Fowler

A Cloud Portrait

Rating: 3.8

Arms hold the soundless music of the sky.
The lyricism of the soul burns high.
Brief poems dance with distance against space,
Snow interlocks the landscape into place.

I look at you through bare bones of old trees,
Invoke the magic of simplicity.
You write me verses while the moments fall.
White notes that never can my tears annul.

Best that emotions not be said aloud.
You paint our picture on a passing cloud,
Which, like a child, I try to memorize,
Before it fades like winter from my eyes.

Siddharth Singh 09 August 2009

Isn't it a great idea to paint on the clouds that slide across the sky taking the painting around the world. wonderful.

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tom mc quade 13 July 2009

where did you take me? ? ..how did you do that sandra? ? ..a lovely travel in your words..thanks :) tom

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a souls lyric to the soundless music.... amazing words...a lovely write again

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Raj Nandy 13 June 2009

Sandra, Another beautiful piece for all of us to cherish! 10++++ -Raj Nandy

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Naidz Ladia 01 June 2009

'Before it fades like winter from my eyes.'..cloud fades, .very nice picture in your imagination..naizz

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Dr Dillip K Swain 19 October 2022

A wonderful sketch dear Sandra... just fabulous.5 stars! !

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Edward Kofi Louis 04 April 2016

Old trees! ! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Loyd C Taylor Sr 19 May 2014

Good morning Sandra, a beautiful personification of nature and beautiful wordings, I enjoyed, Loyd

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Original Unknown Girl 26 November 2013

Oh Sandra, your poetry evokes such emotion. Bittersweet this one but nevertheless oh-so-beautiful. HG: -)

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Iris Blue 18 November 2013

This is beautiful Sandra, your personification of nature is second to none. Your words not only paint pictures but they create music too...this is one to savour...

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Sandra Fowler

Sandra Fowler

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