Harpo Nude Ears
Honk honk. Ticklesome business. Esme raises her bucket of Woodford Reserve and aspartame-free, caffeine-free, reality -free coke and ice to …
Category Archives: The Cloud Speaks.
The Name Game
Names are powerful, they create a subliminal image to the characters in books, poetry and lyrics, one added to the …
The 500 and odd oddsters
Esme blows a fanfare on her trombone – Last week Esme’s Cloud gained the 500th follower. Five hundred no less! …
The Waiting Room
The Waiting Room Esmeralda Cloud: From my vantage point upon the Cloud, a scene presents itself; another cipher from the …
The Cloud Speaks On the Subject of Marbles.
Detach some temperate layer of your egoical self, some gentle, unspectacular aspect of your existence which slips along quietly with, …
From the Aether (or some such country) – A Wondrous Surprise.
A gift arrived upon the Cloud, shortly afore Christmas, out of the blue, that lightened said blue to a shining …
The Cloud Speaks on Age — Scourge or Saving Grace?
‘Age is not something to accept in a fatalistic despond; no, ‘tis something to inspect from all angles, to admire …
The Anatomy of a Blogger
The Anatomy of a Blogger — Part One — The following contains short extracts from archived records of renowned psychologist …
The Cloud Speaks upon the Subject of Disappointment
Morrissey — The greatest disappointment since the human race crawled from the primaeval soup and the whole of their …
The Cloud Speaks on the Subject of Criticism
Taking criticism is much like undergoing an enema — rarely a happily received procedure — only worse, as the resultant …
The Cloud Speaks on the Subject of Tragedy
We adore tragedy. Think of your favourite film, your most beloved book, and I venture there will be elements …
Letters From a Broad (or two) – A snapshot of chat
The interaction between Esme and one of her kind and loyal followers, regarding the Christmas card bonanza; Dearest Esme, Here’s …
Four – (Beware, vulgarities lie within, so no complaints afterwards (not to me anyway))
Esme has been cartwheeling her way across the Cloud and back for 4 years as of yesterday, after being caught …
Written Many Years Ago (215 to be specific) – ‘ON THE NEW YEAR’ by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
This poem was composed in 1802 for a merry party that used to meet each year at Goethe’s house, so …
You better watch out, You better not cry. Better not pout, I’m telling you why.
Felicitations to one and all from Esme and The Cloud. ❤
Cloud Closed until further Notice as Esme has the Flu
Freaky service will be resumed as soon as feasible. waves weakly (hopefully not monthly or yearly)
The Point
“What is the point?” Esme was asked by a passing lollygagger whilst she was priming her flying monkeys’ knapsacks with …
A Clockwork Jewel Enterprise Supported by Sticky Bun Productions
Esme has been hard at work upon her Cloud, and here, for your delight and delectation, is the fruit of …
A Beautification of Spatulas
Collections, gangs, throngs, crowds, buckets of and the like . . . the correct (or most amusing) terms for specific …
Judge Groody Slimedem of The Skies
Judge Groody Slimedem of The Skies — Episode One — ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Warning: Viewers are warned that the following program …
