Deceptive sky
The sudden darkness:
a midday thunder storm or
empty promises?
The sudden darkness:
a midday thunder storm or
empty promises?
The rippling and fetid air
clings to me like a lead shroud
whose burning aura so impairs
it would do a horseman proud.
Rain during sunshine?!
What will this weather do next –
thunder while snowing?!?!
Sometimes the clouds part
revealing such moments that
even the gods weep.
Demons’ sky-crossing
for the fox’s wedding while
crying joyous tears.
The dark clouds of the morning
break for a sunny afternoon
that hides behind the raindrops
which herald the evening gloom.
There’s a fickle fancy
that’s blowing on the breeze
who warms our tired, weary bones
only to let them freeze.
I hear the wind singing
and the raindrops ringing
and I feel renewed
as I look forward to
all the day is bringing.