Sunday, May 31, 2015

Let it rain*


Let it rain*

How does a cloud hold up in what is within?
To move onward and disappear once again
Then it comes back and shows its poetry in motion
Like how waves hit the shoreline on any ocean
There are white puffy ones, darker ones too
Aimlessly moving always in what they go through
But the ones that get darker seem to have much strain
That is when they release what is within and let it rain

Dom*Colucci © 2015

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