It Is Possible.
Possible, that the below may have been created by sonmicloud, down in the vaults one dark, weary night. The truth …
Category Archives: Words and Curious Creations From the Troposphere.
The Trials of the Button.
The Cloud and I are finding that whilst perusing the daily feed, some of the blogs we follow are getting …
Pass the Passed Past Posted Post.
Since the Cloud and I first floated over this wordy way, perusing as we go, we have noticed something interesting. …
The Day of the Pa’s.
Prophesy
This is curious; ‘In 1838, Edgar Allan Poe wrote his only complete novel ‘The Narrative Of Arthur Gordon Pym Of …
Simulcast Fragment – 422100 – Solace Lang – Tar Baby.
The wind blows a few stray hairs across my forehead, tickling my eyebrows on their journey to, fro and beyond, …
Enter The Cloud.
A brief word from the cloud; ‘sonmicloud is flying on the slip stream out of range of the internet at …
The Ongoing Programme of Terror.
Wasps make the most delicate and graceful nests from wood and plant fibre mixed with their saliva. This is obviously…
Ladling on the Curious.
This is the 100th post for myself and the cloud. The celebration shall be in the form of some sculptures. …
They call me the ponderer, they call me the ponderer,
I muse around, around, around, around the cloud.
Vernal Equinox Transformation.
The perfect day for a spring clean; the cloud has been shaken and dusted, and a new arrangement implemented so …
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Cruel Intentions / Star Breaker.
Any author must accept that there will always be readers who get nothing from their work. There are those who …
Five Fascinating Facts about Douglas Adams
Such a wonderfully creative mind. Interesting Literature 1. One of Douglas Adams’s early jobs was as a bodyguard to a Qatari …
To Follow or not To Follow, that is the Question.
On the subject of following; in order to find out whether or not a blog fits, it is essential to …
The Wind Blows Cold
Close, close and closer still, There’s nothing here without my pill The absence of the muse’s thrill, A whispered sigh …
Esmeralda and The Cloud 
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