Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Cloud Moods - Poem by Sandra Fowler

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 about Cloud Moods by Sandra Fowler

  • Khairul Ahsan (7/19/2013 11:45:00 PM)

    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 (5/21/2009 11:42:00 PM)

    clouds are the best painters of nature........
    we are mere soot.........
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  • Cindy Kreiner Sera (5/21/2009 3:37:00 AM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • (5/17/2009 2:59:00 PM)

    Let me see..... Poems, perhaps? (Report) Reply

  • (5/16/2009 12:47:00 AM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Ashraful Musaddeq (10/4/2008 10:37:00 PM)

    An interesting poem.
    Nicely composed.
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  • (2/10/2008 2:09:00 PM)

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

  • (10/1/2007 8:17:00 AM)

    A chuckle to help me start the tedium of the day and a great question: Who will chafe my heart when you are gone ? Bil Grace (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (9/2/2007 12:35:00 PM)

    Another wonderful poem with masterful imagry, a treasure indeed as all of your work Sandra.--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

  • (8/18/2007 2:24:00 AM)

    So. The first piece that you posted here, date-wise, is every bit as stunning and perfectly atmospheric, perfectly telling as the most recent. Why does this not suprise me? ! Hat off to you, lovely lady. t x (Report) Reply

  • (8/9/2007 7:33:00 AM)

    Love your work Sandra... you are a wonderful artist (Report) Reply

  • (4/2/2007 1:49:00 AM)

    Your poem is melancholy and grey and yet it shines with an inner light that warms the reader's heart. I see this one in charcoal with a touch of amber crayon. A fine poem from a fine wordsmith. love, Allie xxxxxxxx (Report) Reply

  • (2/8/2007 3:21:00 PM)

    just beautiful sandra, well penned. (Report) Reply

  • (12/10/2006 4:34:00 PM)

    Wonderful imagery here, Sandra: The opening reminds me of LS Lowry's portrayals of the North of England, and the latter embraces the love that we have for our families, and the need to covet all, and resist change/loss in our contented lives. Fine ever :)
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  • (8/8/2006 2:37:00 PM)

    This is such a sad poem, the last two lines are really haunting. Beautiful use of imagery. (Report) Reply

  • (6/1/2006 4:28:00 AM)

    Sandra, a wonderful piece of work; crafted by a poet of great skill. Too many great lines...that make it so hard to pick a favourite.
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  • (5/17/2006 3:18:00 AM)

    Sandra I had read this before but may be I did not comment on it, the lines you have written are just so perfect, I loved the lines about the chimney stack, I was thinking about the children going up the chimnys (child Labour) how important this poem is to people like us who can read through the lines and see a different world.This poem has everything for me and it is a beautiful piece of work. cheers Sylvie. (Report) Reply

  • (4/12/2006 8:29:00 PM)

    I love roofs are a mirror to the smoke..

    I can see that you are truly a poet at heart, and I will read more
    of your work.

    I hope you can check some of mine, when you can too.

    Sincerely, Linda
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  • (2/18/2006 8:37:00 PM)

    Sandra~ Wow! I’m so thankful that you happened to read one of my poems because I haven’t read any of your work yet! I absolutely love the imagery in this poem. My favorite stanza is, “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? “ This is so wonderful! I really found myself relating to this poem. The imagery here is just marvelous; o) You get a 10 from me! :)
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  • Phil Sanders (12/12/2005 8:42:00 AM)

    What gentle precious feelings this lovely poem engenders

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 3, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, November 7, 2005

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