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The Clouds...

The swaying blue ocean calm in the wind.

To feel as though your floating over the Atlantic.

Cool air brushes and warm hot rays, crash on me making my day.

Heavy blacks and browns drowned in white, as I stare up at angels running above my sight.

Descising themselves as dogs, cats or clowns, making ones frown turn upside down.

But I can only just imagine the peace that screams out loud,
as I lay in this room thinking of the clouds.




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Mashley310 said...
Aug. 19, 2012 at 9:45 am:
I really like your choice of topic, and the rhyme is amazing! The only thing I would have done differently is make shorter lines. Splitting each of your lines into two so that the end of each line rhymed with the next would make the rhyme even more effective, I think. Also, I tihnk you mean "disguising" instead of "descising". Other than that though, awesome work! :-)
 
Blue..Skies.. replied...
Sept. 19, 2012 at 6:10 pm :
Thank you for that feedback. Yes, Disguising is what I meant to say. I guess I didn't notice it was wrong. :)
 
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