Creative Feature: “When the Clouds Parted”
October 6, 2020
Every so often, The Bleu Print likes to feature the work of CHS students. If you have a creative piece you would like to see in print, please email it to che[email protected]. This week, we feature the writing of Hannah Shooshanian (’23).
A note from the author:
My poetry is inspired by nature and sayings. The first time I wrote a poem was in the 8th grade, after reading a poem by Edgar Allan Poe, I realized I could write my feelings down in a way only I could understand. Poetry is very therapeutic for me. One thing I love about sharing and reading poetry is that everyone sees the poem differently. A poem never means the same thing, not even to me as a poet. I think it’s a beautiful thing that the mind and view changes my poems.
When the Clouds Parted
When the clouds parted
Ripping a hole in the sky
Allowing what was once vacant
Be consumed by the moons light
The clouds tore a whole in the sky
Allowing the dark world to be consumed
With bright light
The world was once filled with a deep abyss
So dark
It had once been hard to tell if your eyes were
Open
Or closed
The clouds parted
Bringing blinding light
Our eyes had to adjust
Light that shines through the darkness
Like a bright beam of hope
The shining light covered all that used to be black and unseen
The light showed beauty
When the clouds were sewed back into the sky
And everything was dark again
The lights fighting against the seems
And we were thrown back in the darkness
Like a door or a window
The clouds opened and closed
The moon
Is like a nightlight
Big and bright
The light looms in the room of children
Letting them know they are safe
The stars are watching over them
Listening to their dreams
Clouds made out of fear consume the sky
Thunder lightning
Some once having a bad dream
Clouds made out of dreams and memories
Light and delicate
Just like a child’s
Body
Heart
And soul
Like a child’s
Hopes and dreams
As a child you are young and naïve
Children use to say clouds look like cotton candy
Cloud separating in the shy
Ripping the sky
Is like ripping cotton candy
Light
Fluffy
Easy to tear
The Clouds parted
Leaving each other
The Open sky is
Like a beautiful Barrier
The clouds like two lovers
Wanting
And longing for each other
Clouds like lovers
Consuming each other
Becoming one
Their rage
The love
Their sadness
Their feelings so light and fluffy
Their feeling now tore up the sky
dark and light
Light and dark
The clouds parted
Tearing a whole in the sky
With raging emotion
Came light
The clouds were so dark
The clouds were so mad
The clouds gray
The clouds were so sad
The clouds grieved
The clouds cried
Rain falling from the sky
The moon dimmed
While watching the sadness that filled the world
The moon anchored in the sky
The moon could not cry
The moon could only watch then
The moon could only love them
The moon could not be with them
The moon anchored to the sky
Way up high
The moon watched as the world slowly died
The moon watch as so many took their lives
The moon held their secrets
Even after they had died
That sadly dimmed moon could not cry
The stars that had once wanted to shine
Bright above the world
The stars now wanted to hide
So secretly they asked the clouds to cover them
To hide them from their grief
The clouds still parted
Ripping a whole in the sky
The clouds parted
Leaving the moon bare
And naked
Exposing the moon and all its weakness
The moon didn’t want to be seen
The stars wanted to fall from the sky
Only the moon knew how they died
Only the moon knew why they died
Only the moon watched them die
Bleeding out
Their spirits lifting them to the sky
The moon was stained red with their blood
If only they knew how much the moon cared
If only the moon could have helped
If only the moon could have been their
Instead the moon was left to watch from way up high
The moon and stars
Watching them
Watching their dream
The moon and stars in the sky
Brought light
The moon and stars watched everything
Yet the moon and stars could not do nothing
Kanon • Oct 21, 2020 at 2:35 PM
This is amazing