I saw a lonely cloud one day.
It looked small beyond the Bay.
I tried to find a second and failed,
even though I looked each way.
Think of it! A single cloud.
Its loneliness spoke to me aloud.
I wonder how it felt up there.
Was it very proud?
A rarity I think it was;
like an active bee with no buzz;
like a single potato chip;
like a peach skin with no fuzz.
Like one firefighter at a fire;
a solitary pigeon on a wire;
a Facebook member with no 'friend';
a single member in a choir.
It's like an Easter basket with one egg;
a basketball star with one leg;
me with just one word to say;
a fraternity party with just one keg.
I guess you've come to realize by now
that when I saw that cloud I thought 'Wow! '.
If I'd been Adam, with Eve at my side,
to that small distant cloud I might bow.
(August 2012)
Nice cadence to the lines. Enjoyable images with ironic feeling to them.
A wonderful write of a special sight, a solitary cloud floating all alone in an ocean of blue sky. Take care partner.
I hope one day I can write poetry just like you. I can't imagine being that good.
You have already demonstrated a fine young poetic talent from what I've read so far. I happened to notice (in 'Notifications' section of PH) that you'd visited my 'cloud'. thanks.
I saw a solitary cloud just the other day, so I can appreciate your observations presented in such a lovely poem. Great poem Bri!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm growing through the peom again, and am lost in this poem, and all I can say again is; Wow! Kingfemi