Cloud Gazers

[Dark Muse]

Cloud Gazers

We watch the sky
with our birds-eye,
contemplating over
each cloud passing by.

They shift as
shape-changers
in baffling complex
forms, as dancers
glide or divers
contortions before
vanishing into the deep
blue--

Blue, another
thing they have in common,
both in equal parts
consist of ever
changing hues.

The ocean makes
its own soft steady
ripples of clouds
that come only as
a series of puffs
before vanishing
into the mist.

We call this mist
our home, hung
upon the mysteries
which daily we uncover
only to emerge infinite
more.

[DanielBenoit]

The ocean makes
its own soft steady
ripples of clouds
that come only as
a series of puffs
before vanishing
into the mist.

We call this mist
our home, hung
upon the mysteries
which daily we uncover
only to emerge infinite
more.

The poem remains a simple and enjoyable piece. . .until you go all the way with the final two sublime stanzas.

A little less dark and thought-provoking than your other poems, but still is pleasurable to read.

*edit*

There certainly is depth to the poem, it just didn't grab me as your others have.

[Dark Muse]

Yes, this one is a bit different than some of my other stuff, and you are right there is a bit more of a simplicity in this one than some of my other poems which deal with a deeper symbolisim.

[Pendragon]

That last stanza made the poem for me. You always seem to have a very strong finish to an already brilliant poem!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you!

[MystyrMystyry]

Beautiful

[MorpheusSandman]

Very elegant. I love the understated mysticism of the piece. It's nice to revisit your work after all this time, DM!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you! And it is nice to hear from you agian.