Two storms..


 

stare at the sky –
its visage mirrors my own,
dark and clouded;

alone today,
like a crocus

trapped by mildew,
in the scorching sun,
feet in parched earth;

heart yearns
for another,
to pour its anguish;
I try to hold back,
lest my tears
stain the earth;

yet a drop falls,
on my eyes
and slips away;

and another storm,
is unleashed.


Author’s thoughts: Inspired by the first drop of rain today morning, that fell on my eyes, and slid away. Random sadness doesn’t always get tears brimming, but I felt it was nature’s way of saying, cry if you feel like it.


Linked to D’verse Poets


(July 17th, 2012)

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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