The Cloud

The Cloud


This world made sad by chaos loud
Could learn to take note of the cloud

Skimming sea, then climbing high
It’s sultry depths revealing sky

Edged with copper, silver, rose
It’s not hard to find the prose

With which to muse upon a hill
Admiring clouds unearthly skill

At showing just a hint of blue
That wonderful, elusive hue

A glimpse of peace beyond the pale
To strive for NOW – on the scale

Of escalating earthly matters
It’s earth, not cloud that lies in tatters

The Cloud that yearned the land to crown
Can only, now, look down and frown.


The Cloud

Words and images
Helen Thomson
12th October, 2016


About largelyhelen

Designer, photographer, writer.
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