To sit upon this wooden chair and stare above

into the clouds whose passing wings do stretch like doves

to know that I have found a place of land below

blue skies above, so vast and real to hold and show.

With you I see each step, each foot and I know I feel

upon my brow the weight of love, will show what is real.

I put my finger in the dirt to spell these words

upon the dust to show the earth I move forwards

with you to guide my feet and heart, another time,

another place, when I do pass you’ll read my rhyme.

I never thought I’d see the day when calm blue skies

would lead my way without the weapons of my lies.

Those awful, woeful lies are gone, my lips are clean,

with you, our children too, to say what words will mean

and to those clouds that float above I know your names,

your wise, your strong, outlived your age, behind your claims

that moving slow will show the way, will show our hearts

for what they are, we open secrets under feet

and give my name to you my love, a name in truth

and honesty, my name, Jamie, my only proof.

Jamie Lee Hamann
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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

6 thoughts on “CLOUDS OVERHEAD

  • May 29, 2016 at 11:07 AM

    Very nicely done and very descriptive, Jamie. I’m not sure why but the line, “I never thought I’d see the day when calm blue skies would lead my way without the weapons of my lies.” stood out to me. Anyway, another great job. Thanks for sharing it!

  • May 29, 2016 at 12:40 PM

    Like the slow moving clouds up in the blue sky. Change happens slowly too. We learn from mother nature in so many ways. Nicely expressed Jamie.

  • May 29, 2016 at 8:30 PM

    Well you are only as good as your name, or is that word? Same thing, great thoughts and way to be.

  • May 30, 2016 at 2:18 AM

    Lovely imagery Jamie, and yes, when all stripped away, we are who we are, our name, the truth. Great work, beautifully penned verse. Well done.


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