Clouds Poems: 297 / 500


Rating: 5.0

Picasso's clouds sprinkled in the sky
and below them
ducks that laugh as
they search for the hidden sun.
The playful sheep,
White clouds of the earth,
Jump invisible obstacles
And speak a calming language
That can be heard only by those
who are willing to understand,
while the soul makes peaceful journeys,
as it discovers this hidden garden of Eden
over and over again.
At the borders of this Paradise
there is the sea..
No words to be said,
just watch it for infinite hours
and the secrets of life will be revealed..

Graham Leese 17 April 2005

i love this poem, it envokes plenty images of cornwall memories galore well done

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Georgios Venetopoulos 25 January 2013

A quite different semi-abstract poem, with nature's beauty in colorful, subtle, rhythmic brush strokes. Beautiful write.

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Will Barber 12 July 2006

Now I must praise your ability to write pastoral poetry. Splendid.

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Sandra Fowler 22 June 2006

A wordscape of timeless seen from a gifted poet's window on the world. Lovely work.Ivy. Warm regards, Sandra

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Duncan Wyllie 16 March 2006

The heart could cry with joy at this one.Your A Star.Love Duncan

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Lucy Burrow 12 November 2005

Not the Cornwall we have had today, but yes, I know this Cornwall well! Lovely poem. Regards, Lucy

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