The plunder of my beloved clouds

2 am stings this particular night
I need sleep
The moon is full, but covered suffocatingly by those blundering thick bullies
I shock myself for thinking such things of my beloved clouds
Even my creative time, my sweet 2 am, is less than pleasant,
denied it's fruity solitude and the soothing sibilance of it's secrecy
That Gollum creature followed me again and plundered all the harmony and joy
(Lucky I can make some more tomorrow!)

Sit...
Breathe...
Remember the smiling image of the Dalai Lama
I have lived with far worse difficulty than this one sleep bothered evening
But this place has been robbed of comfort
Nobody feels safe now
2 am is freezing,
isolated,
darkness

I will never understand
why some take pleasure
in degrading the happiness of others

— Cloudthings, Aug 06, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, regional Victoria, AUS

Favorite Poets: So many... Rumi, Spike Milligan, Keats. Many of the Neopoet clan, past & present. A myriad of song writers, Dylan, Jackson Browne, Lior, & I must add the poetic influence of painters, sculptors & creators across the world... Life really, especially the sky.

Critiques

deelilah

16 years 10 months ago

Hello Anni

'That Gollum creature followed me again and plundered all the harmony and joy (Lucky I can make some more tomorrow!)' Something/someone sure did disturb your peace. This write was quite provocative. I feel like this from time to time---more really than I wish. Are the bullies personal or some unknown ominous cloud weighing in? 'Nobody feels safe now.' (makes me wonder) Knowing your big smile, I am sure the joy did not take long to return. Always, Deelilah

Cloudthings

16 years 10 months ago

it isn't a terribly subtle poem, I prefer not to do them like th

Hey Deelilah, always great to see you here... Ahh yes, I got very cross that evening, not very common for me ... Here we say "pissed off", there I think you just say "pissed" (excuse the language if anyone is sensitive)... But you are right, I rarely stay down for long... unless I am seriously heartbroken that can get me pretty seriously, but I am hoping that will never happen again (yay). Had a great day today, so the smile is well & truly back & I hope the "Gollum" is gone for good (actually I quite liked poor Gollum, felt sorry for him, but boy he could be conniving)... makes for a good metaphor though, the imagery is a bit too blatent, but sometimes a brick is a good thing I guess... meaning it isn't a terribly subtle poem, I prefer not to do them like that, but, I guess we're here to try new things. & you? Did you catch up on your sleep after partying so late? Hope you're enjoying your summer (I have had the heater on all evening!) take care... may you remain Gollum free. Cheers Anni~ "Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves". Blaise Pascal (1623 - 1662)