Sky views..

Dark sky
It gets news
Many views
Of the night
A sign
Of high tide
Of rough rides
In twilight

Black clouds
Now gathered
Dusk lathered
Black and white
Grim seas
Still untamed
To be aimed
All at sight

Tears sweet
A soul cries
For past lives
Not made right
Whispers
The wind hears
All our fears
Once held tight

Like birds
When sun sets
Mind forgets
And takes flight
Dark sky
It gets news
Many views
Of the night


Shared at Sunday Scribblings, inspired by image given at Short Story Slam.


Β© Leo 09/06/2011

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

29 thoughts on “Sky views..

  1. I love the sky, daytime, night time, with moon without moon. And I’m lucky enough to live on the coast of Downeast Maine where we can still see the stars at night by just walking out the door of our house and looking up, Enjoyed your poem. Thank you.


    @Siggi: I love the sky too, it inspires one’s thoughts to fly I think. Here, in the city, we aren’t that lucky to stargaze just by walking out the door πŸ˜‰ But I enjoy it when I get to see it. Glad you enjoyed my poem. Thanks! πŸ™‚

  2. I cannot help but love this for you have written about things that I think of and in a manner in which I often write.


    @Raven: Thank you πŸ™‚

  3. You parlayed the ominous weather into many aspect that it could, and does take. From “rough tides” to “grim seas” you take us into the vortex of your thoughts, and that vortex can be take our fears on a joyride, per se.


    @Jerry: Yes, just writing the poem is enough to free my fears and calm me I find πŸ™‚ Glad you liked the aspects and the way I penned it. πŸ™‚ Thank you very much!

  4. I love sky-poetry. You painted a pretty picture with your words Leo.


    @Deboshree: I like sky and poetry in general πŸ˜‰ Glad the combination also worked πŸ˜€ Thanks!

  5. Good poem .. I too like sky and the monsoon sky always makes one happy πŸ™‚


    @Aativas: Glad you liked it πŸ™‚ Yes, the monsoon sky is always inspiring too I feel. Will update your link at BAT, no issues. 8)

  6. I’m an appreciative sky gazer, especially here in the Midwest States where the tornados ruled this spring. A great depiction of a power we don’t control.


    @Mike: Very true.. the nature forces are like that!

  7. fun word flow.
    you make a stormy day better with your poetic thoughts!
    Thanks for linking.


    @Jingle: Haha πŸ˜€ A stormy day is not always sad in my opinion πŸ™‚ Thanks!

  8. I enjoyed your poem, Leo. Beautiful words. The sky is so powerful to me. It’s a comfort to know that even if my world is crashing around my ankles, I can still look out my window at night and see the stars. And on the rare night they disappear with the clouds, I know even if I can’t see them, they’re still there… I just have to be patient and wait πŸ˜‰


    @Ena: Yes, the sky gives solace when we need it, and I find even the clouds inspiring when I can’t see the stars! Skies are lovely! πŸ™‚

  9. Your poem has a nice rhythm about it ~ the short lines are also very appealing !


    @Mish: Thanks! I find it a challenge to write short lines! πŸ™‚

  10. Strange how we all see the night differently. This is dark, yet hopeful. If we could all learn to let go of our fear we might begin to live instead of existing,
    Lovely imagery in this piece. Thanks for sharing.


    @Daydreamer: Poignant thoughts.. if only we could learn that! It would be lovely! πŸ™‚ Thanks a lot!

  11. It’s been one of those seasons that while I’m outside I study the clouds and when inside I study the weather channel. It’s easier to look at the sky and think good thoughts if one of those clouds isn’t bearing down at you. I loved your poem, and it did inspire thoughts of flying and star gazing. Thanks for sharing.


    @Dan: Yes, here too it is cloud study, with a touch of yearning for the rain.. πŸ™‚ Glad you liked it and inspired some thoughts too!

  12. Amazingly rhyming one….lot more to learn..from vast poet community…Thanks for sharing….


    @pure2core: Thank you πŸ™‚ Glad you liked it.

  13. Reading your poem was like climbing down a ladder of imagination and description. Very good indeed!


    @Altonian: Glad it had that effect πŸ™‚ Thank you.. but why climbing down? πŸ˜‰

  14. fantastic and tis of truth you speak when the sky becomes our view when in turmoil far more than when sedate…


    @Thomas: Thanks πŸ™‚ Yes, the sky is our friend in sadness or in calmness I feel.

  15. Tears sweet
    A soul cries
    For past lives
    Not made right
    Whispers
    The wind hears
    All our fears
    Once held tight

    I was touched by these lines… of a past, sad past πŸ™
    And the wind hears all our fears? And heartaches too…

    I almost missed this post! Glad for the exchange of views of temp colors I had to check ur blog a while back and saw this post!

    Thanks for sharing it dear!


    @Amity: Thanks for coming back to read it πŸ™‚ The wind, the night sky esp. I feel is an escape for the troubled mind.

    • Yes, it heals one’s tired body and soul…physically and emotionally!


      @Amity: Thanks! Indeed it does. Very powerful it is. πŸ™‚

  16. i like the description you gave the clouds, i love it when the clouds is dark and i am walking underneath it…certainly my best time to just reflect.


    @Chim: Thanks! I don’t mind the clouds crying while I walk either πŸ™‚ πŸ˜‰

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