Lonely Rain
I find it immensely hard to refrain
staring through the window pane into rain
seeing nearby puddles accrue and maintain
with a despairing view of a willow that wanes
along a sky an uncaring hue of charcoal that drains
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We sure got some rain today.
I hope the melancholy can give way.
I really love your response
It would be fun to repeat that first line at the end or as the first line of a new stanza. Think about it.
Thanks for the feedback Tom, I’ll consider it!
“uncaring hue of charcoal” is wonderful phrasing. Hope some of the lighter, happier rain comes your way.