High Above The Clouds

by Mark   Oct 18, 2017

My spirit fuses with the ether;
Subtle life force currents
Admist an atmosphere
Canvassed entirely with azure,
High above the clouds.
Through the years
I dreamt of the angelic path
Resisting an early end
I lasted throughout
The fog of anguish,
Now remnants of my life
Linger within the haze

Levitating in a hovering state
of weightlessness and bliss;
No limbs, joints nor blood
Or prisoning wraith,
Away from the shame
Of the neurotic pain
High above the clouds.
Times of farewell
I whispered
To my love and all
who beseeched me to stay
All now fields of energy
Forged in time, remaining

Illuminating golden specks;
Rays thrown from a seraph
pierce through me
Collecting memories
Cleansing thoughts
Of the life just lived,
Exempted from a past
Sorrowfully burdened,
Now freedom in an abode
High above the clouds.
Those bright spears
Carry all ties to past life
Back into that earthly maze
Of pain and torment
Ever to


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Latest Comments

  • 1 year ago

    by mossgirl19

    Awww. Wow this is so delightful to read, Mark. Such a charm. Splendid writing.

  • 1 year ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    I have a thing for Clouds and I absolutely love your poems. Glad to see it was nominated. Take care

  • 1 year ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Beautiful Mark! x

  • 1 year ago

    by Ya----Na

    It's angelic, Mark!
    Really high above the clouds.

  • 1 year ago

    by Michael

    An incredible piece of your trade-Mark writing fella
    wonderful imagery throughout
    Michael :)

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