Sky Personification Poems

"Pretty clouds filled with water, then it rains down." By Poet

I love to sit and watch the clouds,
as they dance across the big blue sky.
If...

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The Storm uttered his vengeful voice   
Breathing threats on all mortals below.
With power he showed his flashing bolts
And shook the earth with his...

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Entry for your choice M poetry Contest
Brian Strand

*Inspired by photo 

This tree stands alone with another nearby
Nature's friend, who is not shy
Standing high in the...

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The mulberry trees are,
awaking with new life.
I am feeling my new green leaves,
coming from my many branches.
Spring is here,
showing off her beauty.
What do I see,
a...

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As She flew up into the sky
she got a birds view of the horizon
all around her was openness
her prey far below tried to flee.

It stood...

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With my last rays
   s m e a r i n g  the sky
        ...

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• Out on a stroll in the clear pink sky
• I look up and see a blue cloud passing by
• I look up at it
•...

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                      I am...
 ...

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I am the poet of the garden, hear my song
My petals are pages where verses belong
Rooted in the earth, yet reaching for the sky
I write...

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He knows his splendor
would be too much
to take in all at once,
and so he announces his coming
by revealing little bits of himself...

A sun drenched tree...

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In the palm of nightforest and rain 
I leave imprints on sands ,
my  flesh baked by the elements --my nipples and breasts darting towards...

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There’s fire in those eyes
Flames flicker from finger tips
Her voice is forged from thunder
She has such shapely hips

She’s not quick to anger
Still you do not...

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a fast moving sky
fluffy grays with glimpses of white
it looks like a foreign planet butted up against earth
I watch it calmly float by
trying to see...

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“minus identity .  . who am I?” - Unseeking Seeker

I am a boat not anchored to the shore.
The waves keep crashing me. They’re coming...

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In the chilly hours of the graying gloaming,
silent shivers rise from the estuary.
Just before the waves churn in frothy foaming,
Goddess Moon approaches Her adversary.
Sun slinks...

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