White clouds
Morphing wonderfully
Watch those bears
Changing into
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.........wonderful poem....a summer's day with blue sky and white clouds is super nice ★
This brings back memories of cloud wathcing when i was a child; seeing them change to many different images. Thanks.
Bursting with a beauty that is both real and refreshing. Excellently expressed my friend.
After reading this lovely poem, I've never seen white clouds as themselves. You have changed the whole perspective of white clouds with your wonderful words. Good work!
Fantastic.I am very fond of white clouds and am pehaps a connoisseur in watching their beauty but such a brilliant imagination would never have occurred to me.Excellent piece of work.
cloudwatching and dream like perceptions perhaps indicate the way we should travel
This poem makes me think about the clouds seen God. Amazing how the clouds it self holds great visions like the ocean. They both seen God.
I enjoyed and it is such a lovely poem it made me want to soars through the clouds.
Beautiful poem. It is true that clouds have always been here, and the foreverness of these is trully amazing. Lets hope these beauties will stay forever more... :)
White clouds as a symbol of hope and wonderful changes, touching some hearts. Very nice and creative write! :)
This one is really poetic.The repetition of title had given lot of life to this lines. Very beautiful, for me the ending four lines made this much more brilliant. Good craft.
You have chosen a most evocative subject for this poem and treated it with grace and a lively and imaginative pen. I particularly enjoyed 'sway on cradle of the wind' and 'strolling since eternity'. There is great ease and lightness in your phrasing. Beautiful poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
soft poem give u a space to swim and dream with this white clouds i loved the peaceful resting bed and your descriptive poem give relieve and shows a deep believe i am now relaxed on this snowy clouds your poems give us pleasure and time to imagine thank you chum
I really enjoyed this poem. It reminds me of what clouds can be like sometimes. I look forward to reading more of your poems.
When i look into the sky, i see faces and shapes of all the animals thatare giving their last farewell, a lap of honour so to speak! lovely poem Naseer
see. the sky is like a mirrow. and the cloud reflect the earth. the beauty is shown in the beautiful things and the storms... well the earth is evil...... remember.. what so ever we shall bound/loose on earth the same shall be done of it in heaven.PROOF! . hehe
Many ways of describing white clouds....beautiful poem.