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Wistfulness on a Rainy Day
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It's raining this morning, sharp and
green. Under the waning light
the world wraps itself in
shades of grey. From under
the wood bridge comes the
thunder of three rivers' waters
clashing against each other; soon
they came to a place where they
make peace, and go together churning,
churning, into the sea. Fleshy
people huddle forlornly under
the sheds and alcoves, doves with
wet ruffled feathers. Without
a sound, they are swallowed up
in the mist. The cloud-blanket
parts with a grumble; the rain
falls out of bed with a
sound like the pattering of
little feet, everywhere.
I draw a heart in the
window frost, with wings;
the rain plays pretend, drumming
the sound of wingbeats on the glass.
I snuggle back into the warm
belly of the car, with its
soft purrs of comfort, and
imagine my heart flying away
to meet the drummer in the sky.
- Title: Wistfulness on a Rainy Day
- Artist: Pollyur
- Description: A rainy-day poem I wrote on the way to school one day. I hope you like it. :D (Also submitted to my DA so it's not stolen work).
- Date: 07/23/2011
- Tags: rainy window heart wistful
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