Cumulus People

Their heads are in the clouds.

They seem to float

with eyes content

staring into cell phone screens,

soaking up dopamine

like hummingbirds

hovering above nectar.

I watch them,

witness them

on streets,

benches,

trains.

Their moods are contemplative

as they wander

from here to there.

Wandering down streets,

meandering

above the ground.

They roam like clouds,

seemingly unaware

of buildings,

of traffic,

until they’ve slipped by

out of sight,

replaced

by other clouds.

Reviews

[Kady R.]

Hii Relic!! Ahhhh a fellow people watcher. I myself love to learn and understand everyone I meet and also think about the "cumulous people." I can understand having my head in the clouds if I'm super focused on something like a poem I'm working on. But what a wonderful written poem about the metaphor "head in the clouds" is what I'm gathering this was inspired from. Truly artistic and such an enjoyable read. Thanks for sharing such an inspiring poem! !🤗🤗🤗

[Relic]

You're pretty accurate. Thanks Kady.

[Kady R.]

Noo wayy!??!! You're welcome your poem was a joy to read!! 🤗🤗🤗

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"I've looked at clouds from both sides now" Joni Mitchell I enjoyed your perspective on the curtains of heaven.

[Relic]

Thank you for the comment, Fabian.

[Neville]

what is it about clouds anyway, other than their obvious beauty eh' .. most of the time they are ether here or the air .. what a delightful 21st century musing you have both poemed and postulated .. nice one Relic :)

[Relic]

Thanks very much, Neville. :)

[mou]

Old days had a magic. I like the sentiment of this beautiful poem!
- mou

[Relic]

Thank you, Mou. :)

[John the Baptist]

I wonder if computer geeks have their heads in i-clouds.

[Relic]

hahahahah, that's always a possibility, John. Thanks.

[Poetic Beauty]

In the clouds is a very creative way to express people getting sucked in by their phones. Their heads in the cloud of technology.

My mind is often in the cloud but not with my phone but rather thoughts ideas and fiery memories or daydreams.

[Relic]

I can relate to that well, PB. Thanks for the comment. :)

[Poetic Beauty]

I guess we must be sucks of a feather that flock together lol

[Relic]

:)))))))))

[emmajoygreen]

How true is that! Wonder what people used to do when they were free of cell phones and politics and media intervention on and into their lives! That shattering the all around them: colours, creatures, plants, scents and selves but... nothing else matters. Those clouds create poetry of their own, altering what they see and replacing gently - at times, or, at other times, crashing the sky apart.

Many thanks for writing this poem. I love clouds. In my next life, ' going to be one!

[Relic]

Thank you so much for your comment, emma. :)

[Papaya]

People compared to clouds, like lifeless replaceable drones.
We forget sometimes that those faceless people in the crowd, or online, are people who feel things too. Thought provoking write

[Relic]

I'm always grateful for your thoughts, Ana. Thanks.

[Papaya]

You're welcome, was my pleasure.

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. There are a lot of clouds out there. Great metaphor.

[Relic]

Thank you, Thomas. Much appreciated.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

someday they will become more like cirrus clouds...all broken up and spreading like signals on their cell phones.
really cool poem, Tim.
Timely for the current state of communication and interaction.
pushing keys.
j.

[Relic]

Always a pleasure to see you on my page, J. Thanks.