Cloudthings

Aug 31, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Unpacking boxes (Constellation of the heart)

Life tumbles, voluminous, frenetic and demanding
Attempts to seek some respite see mean tasks just keep expanding
I surf it’s wild waved waywardness (and mostly stay afloat)
Thankful not to sail such anarchy in less beloved boat
Grateful to the patience of my lover, and the sweetness
Wrapping me in warmth, slow passed kisses smearing neatness

And lovely Ann, my distant muse, Titania of Norway
Sends sweet words of care and tender image from her doorway
She says (of unpacked boxes, and malaise that saps the shine,
wearying the bearer so that words will not combine)

… I say put them in an altar shape
toss a golden coloured cloth upon these tasks
pretend there is a very special magic there within
it takes time to unwrap….
..... such kindness good love asks

And thus, she set another constellation of the heart
This, the pleasure of my knowing, inspiration for my art
I step through all these beauties – my winged, dreaming friends
My synaptically bedazzling loves, my sweeping present timeward bends

— Cloudthings, Aug 31, 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

Seren

16 years 9 months ago

You have a poets heart Anni

You have a poets heart Anni beautiful write and I am sure Ann will adore it as much as I did , you did her a great honour with your words , kind regards Jayne "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...

Cloudthings

16 years 9 months ago

Love that seductive look with the sexy brain glasses thang !

That is sweet & comforting, but in truth I have lost the heart for writing in the last couple of months, lets hope it returns... Ah but you evolution queen!!! Great to return & there you are large as life in spotlight (for valid reason thank goodness I might add!) Lovely to see you & I do love this devlish picture... you look suitably in seductive mode here... heh heh, love it Yay for you gorgeous thing... (Must be a writer thing, the glasses kick up the sexy mode a notch don't you think... or am I just getting older? (don't fear, I do live in Daylesford but I am in love with a man, just love good women) Cheers Anni~ "A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket". ~Charles Peguy

orgami

16 years 9 months ago

bright and beautiful

I loved James Harriet and Farley Mowat sometimes in the heavy handedness of today (oh the news I read the bite of world) and I love your poetry because I can and I escaped long ago through Milton and Atwood clever barbs who slung words without mud I could listen without dirt in my eye (I was so put down as a child and cried so much I become somewhat stronger) but Im not afraid to say I enjoy the finery though I come from common humble folk so stock Shakespeare wrote for nobles Queens and the unwashed such was his love of words I wouldnt throw rocks at him! I enjoy your writes Anni I need peaceful tranquilities sometimes as the dark is lush but something years of me for the bright of the light and I soak in your sunlight the warmth like a touch Thank You

Cloudthings

16 years 9 months ago

soft shadows of anticipation perched at the corners of your crea

Wow you are smiling here, heh, a treat I think. Thank you I do love reading your responses... or pretty much anything you write, as you know. Hard to find Neo time, moreso of late, but I miss all this & I am hoping it might feel a little more free again, though my energies are low so I don't know how I'll go keeping up... there is always so much I want to read & respond to. I am glad you like my writes they are missing something lately I feel like I got the crap kicked out of me & I am still not back on my feet to be honest, we'll see. Enjoy the glimpses into O'.. yes I know that feeling too, my upbringing very much lacking in many ways I was still seeded somehow with a hunger for refining my mind ever more & words & art were a constant bright draw, I see it in you clearly, a duality, & an inner strength & yearning & hunger... I know it... you press on those places in me with your writing, open windows of respite & flight for those endeavours, I would always have missed that... that you for your consistant presence & encouragement to draw me back here... I miss the flow of writing, have so little energy for it, & never experienced that before. So peaceful tranquilities to you my friend soft petals of respite & gentle presence orange sunset sustainence to ply from you more passion for the pen soft shadows of anticipation perched at the corners of your creativity awaiting patiently with warm respect - your next expression candle soft glow, holding dreams in place to colour your next episode Precision sharp control of intent, clean & wholesome to help you slice the chosen verbiage & flip it into place effortlessly as you do. Vigilant & consistant apreciation, eyes steady upon the goodness in you. believing always in your skill & effort knowing your truths are clear & worthy All for you, worth whatever you see in it - with care Cheers Anni~ "A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket". ~Charles Peguy

Geezer

16 years 9 months ago

Love that...

I love that you never give up! I think you may be in the midst of a change in style, and have not yet figured it out. You will! I like the direction in which this was going. Sort of a bemusement, where you reminisce about the things that are a comfort to you in life, rather than dwell on the things that make life a trial. I truly like the idea of pushing everything into a pile, and throwing a gilt cloth over it. As you unwrap it thinking of treasure instead of trouble. Worry standing in the road in front of happiness, is the surest way to insure that you never have any happiness. I still soar in the skies of Cloudthings. Gee

Cloudthings

16 years 9 months ago

So lovely to see you here in the wide blue cloudscape

Ah dear Gee, what a delight to see your most cheeky visage here... & such warm sentiment. No, give up, I've been through too much to do that completely, besides, look what I'd be missing... I look forward to seeing what you've been up to! Yes, it hasn't been particularaly comfortable of late.. but as we all know so well, far worse things happen, there is a lot to adjust to but there is also ample wonderful elements in my life I can always find those & bless them... which means ultimately life is good, no matter how bad! (hmm there are times that seems to be eclipsed, but when love is present all else seems easier to bare for me anyway... & I am so loved I feel rich as can be). I feel less able to write than I ever have, it is a shock in a way, never thought I'd have difficulty mustering mental energy to write but this M.E. seems to fog a persons brain in a horribly insideous way... thank goodness I have more lucid moments... & as you point out, my determination not to give up finds me finally with some options to overcome an ailment most doctors feel is untreatable... a death sentence for someone like me... nup, not going down without a big parade that sees me happily recovered after all against the odds! Yahoo, see ya there eh! xx So lovely to see you here in the wide blue cloudscape Cheers Anni~ "A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket". ~Charles Peguy

Geezer

16 years 9 months ago

I know....

I know that whatever this M.E. is, it won't get the best of you. Lucidity is the bane of a poet. LOL. I love being in the skies of Cloudthings, because it is a place I have been to since I can remember, I just didn't know that that is what it was called. You are right, we who are loved,[ even the least ]are truly blessed. As for the parade, you have all the participants trailing along right now, just pick up the baton and away we go! I LOVE A PARADE! Always, Gee.

Cloudthings

16 years 9 months ago

Bring on the parade, I can see you amongst it all

Ah gorgeous Gee, I can see you amongst it all ... sigh you are such a giver... M.E. is Myalgic Encephalomyelitis & yes I'm determined to get beyond it, though many don't, it is a challenge though, different to others I've experienced in my life, it slows you down on every level, sometime to "stop"... I'm not used to stopping... bit cheeky to find that in my life I reckon! Bring on the parade. Cheers Anni~ "A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket". ~Charles Peguy

Nordic cloud

16 years 9 months ago

Sleeeeep sleep Anni sleep

Oh Anni. Oh Anni! I didn't loose it? I did see and took many copies of peoples poems from the Neopets site to cogitate on at my leisure, and behold it got forgot and what not and blow and blast when you have been so kind as to be inspired by little me across the sea. Forgive me, I was taken up with other thoughts helping with those boxes! I do appreciate your using me as starting you to write, in your plight what a fright. I send my thanks and a deep long sleep to give you the simplicity of daily life again. We complain and yet it is that simple thing that gives us solace, and the power to embrace life's wayward ways, yes sleep. "Sleep Anni sleep, the big stars are the sheep the little stars are lambs I guess the gentle moon the shepherdess sleep Anni sleeeeep sleep Anni sleep." My mother used to sing that to me, among other lullabies before we went to sleep, I sang it for tiny ones and they soon dozed off i hope it works for you even without the sound! Love to you Anni from Anushka 

Cloudthings

16 years 9 months ago

Thanks dear one... but what was it you lost? you lost me there

Darling Ann, thank you for that lovely lullaby & your sleepy wishes, you are right, it's so important to get enough sleep... never really noticed that before (dahh)... & simplicity ... oh yes, that's the way huh. Thanks dear one... but what was it you lost? you lost me there. I hope you didn't mind me rephrasing your wonderful solution to unpacking boxes or delaying impending concerns. Thank you for pulling me back here dear Ann Cheers Anni~ "A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket". ~Charles Peguy

Nordic cloud

16 years 9 months ago

Loose it

Your poem here, I didn't loose it but I had a whole lot of poems to commen on that I had copied for myself, outside this site on my computer, and it gets complicated for an old bod to see them all, I didn't wish not to comment on this and should have made it my priority I know.. perdone. That is what I meant. I did get there in the end ! Yes that simpel little lullaby is always charming with its equall simple melody. I am glad you slept well dear Anni with my love Anushka.