Oh, to be a cloud
Adrift in deep blue skies
Without a care
With wisp and flair
No whos or whats or whys
Oh, to be a cloud
Above the world so high
To smile and tear
To disappear
To flit and flut and fly
Oh, to be a cloud
Windswept from shore to shore
Without a home
To call your own
No polestar to implore
Oh, to be a cloud
A blocker of the sun
To rage and roar
To rain and pour
To always spoil the fun
Oh, to be a cloud
Of any shape you please
To bend the glow
Into a bow
To dance and daze and tease
Oh, to be a cloud
A bridge for heaven’s gulf
I’d be arcane
But then again
I’d rather be myself
Wayne Visser © 2010
Book
Wishing Leaves: Favourite Nature Poems
This creative collection, now in its 3rd edition, brings together nature poems by Wayne Visser, celebrating the diversity, beauty and ever-changing moods of our planet. The anthology includes many old favourites like “I Think I Was a Tree Once” and “A Bug’s Life”, as well as brand new poems like “Monet’s Dream” and “The Environmentalist”. Then as we turned our faces to the moon / Our hands entwined, our hearts in sync, in tune / We felt the fingers of the silken breeze / And made our wishes on the falling leaves / A gust of wind set off a whispered sigh / Among the trees that leaned against the sky. Buy the paper book / Buy the e-book.
