Scattered thoughts

My thoughts are rising

like towering cumulonimbus clouds

over the oceans of my desolation

Winds of change scatter

bits and pieces of forgotten memories

and some I've picked up -

washed up on anonymous beaches.

I wonder whether my grey-thick clouds

will confuse a hapless traveler

lost in a rudderless vessel.

Maybe my monochrome mist

may stir someone to forge ahead

not knowing that hostile rocks lurk ahead.

The wind whispers in a stern breeze -

Don't fear for those foolish captains

their waywardness is their own calamity

and with that, I spread my wings

embrace the cold mountain

and fathomless ocean

and scatter my sky-wide thoughts, 

liberally.

Author's Note

Photo = my own.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem my dear friend.
"Don't fear for those foolish captains
their waywardness is their own calamity
and with that, I spread my wings
embrace the cold mountain
and fathomless ocean
and scatter my sky-wide thoughts,
liberally."
The above lines are great wisdom and powerful thoughts. We need to spread our wings and to test life. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

We are travellers of the universe. We go where our mind compass takes us. Sometimes that journey may be risky, but we do it anyway. I felt a huge vastness here, with a small soul trying to find its way. Wonderful imagery.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

brings all kinds of things to mind Sleepless! Like trying to steer my children when they were teens ... like watching political landscapes that appear headed for disaster ... like saying the heck with it ... flying off and like a bird ... just taking a dump on things :)))))))))))))))) probably not quite the image you intended .. but scattering our thoughts willy nilly seems fruitless ... its bad enough trying to speak into deaf ears ... and to people who truly don't seem to know one is present at all ... hope all is well in your world old friend ... I saw a review you left on a poem and realized I haven't stopped by your place in a while ... that vast landscape and flying above it ... unscathed will remain with me today .. maybe help me get through a few minutes of watching/listening to the news
E.
ps. great pic! its desolate yet verdant at the same time ... fits your poem precisely me thinks!

[SleeplessVolcano]

Thank you for your kind words.