Elena Sandu


..On The Clouds, Having My Walk.. - Poem by Elena Sandu

Carefully, I step on clouds
Trying to keep self very light.
I let the air to freely flow
Am deeply breathing
Nice.. and.. slow.
Hard to feel the air, it barely moves
Where is the wind? It doesn't blow!
Warm and powerless
I feel so light
That clouds are moving me
From the left, .. to the right
Letting things happen,
I do not fight.
Happily follow my clouds
Walk, jump, run and roll on white white
fluffy clouds
All of a sudden everything stops.
Me too:
I watch the blue blue sky
Then slowly raise and open wide
my palms.
Inside,
The left one
eyes opened
My King once a Prince
The right palm
my treasured little princess
almost a Queen..
Amazed, but not afraid
They look around and smile.
Why? ! ?
Because they know,
I won't let go.


Comments about ..On The Clouds, Having My Walk.. by Elena Sandu

  • Silver Star - 3,509 Points Valerie Dohren (6/6/2012 4:16:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem, very imaginative and gentle. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 341 Points Joseph Anderson (5/26/2012 10:12:00 AM)

    A rich metaphoric write full of imagery, entertaining as a reverie- well done (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 340 Points Captain Cur (5/25/2012 9:00:00 AM)

    Difficult to determing meaning, could be your faith in your palms, or your children.
    I liked the metaphor of flowing and rolling with the clouds, living life as it comes.
    Well written. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 15, 2012


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