The Word Cloud

Greetings all,  I am a new bloke on the block and I am finding my feet slowly.  I have recently started writing some poetry and I am just gaining the confidence to place it before the eyes of the more learned.  I would love your comments etc. and I hope to engage with the work of others, enough said.

I started a group called "Poetry as spiritual practice" http://www.thewordcloud.org/groups/profile/3644
Below is the kind of stuff I write... it does vary a lot, sometimes stylized and other times just a bumpy ramble.

Make Way

Dry leaves scratch in spirals blown
The dry dust desiccating eyes to leather
Whispering wind she raises caution
Calling out the warning – Make Way, Make Way.

Drumbeats faint the pending timbre
The dogs of earth go running scared
Heavy soon the feet of thunder
Bellows out – Make Way, Make Way.

Cables spark whilst loosely swinging
Attaching all things earth to heaven
The sky lit graphs of God aren’t hidden
Candescent tell – Make Way, Make Way.

Heaven sinks earth’s veins disgorging
Spewing pungent effluent streams.
Apocryphal Refiners River
Hailing down – Make Way, Make Way.

Spectrum fan the clouds are mending
Fresh baked roads rise up in steam.
Jasmine breath the wind now calling
Renew the earth – Make Way, Make Way.