Stormclouds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


A picture-prompted poem.

Submitted: May 15, 2018

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Stormclouds

 

Quiet,

deserted,

there’s no one around;

look to

my toes,

scuff at the ground.

The sand

adheres,

sticks to my feet

as though

reinforcing

my despair and defeat.

I look out

at the ocean,

it surges and heaves,

I wish that

my misery

would float off, me leave.

 

Up in the sky

the source of my pain

for once more you’ve sent them

my way again.

The clouds thick and heavy,

thoroughly black;

I cannot defeat them,

the stormclouds are back.

 

Tremulous feelings,

tears are so close,

the lightning it splits up the sky.

What did I do?

What did I say?

I don’t think I’ll ever know why

you sent them

some distance,

across an entire sea;

these stormclouds

I know are

from you to me.


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