Aggressive rain

 

Overhead

angry grey

clouds

of aggressive rain

threaten to spoil

the beautiful colour

of a spring day.

Raging winds

intimidate

distant trees,

but here

for this second

so brief,

the air is filled

with peace.

 

The clouds crowd lower,

an enraged mob

of grey,

My thoughts flow slower,

a river dammed 

along the way,

engaging in ruining my day.

Clinging to every surface,

permeating with scorn and hate.

Making the world

just a little harder to navigate.

 

Inside

my thoughts

well up.

Swelling,

overflowing.

Tears begin to

weep,

seeping

into the ground below.

Pools of memory

in which to wallow.

 

Through puddles

of thought I bound.

Splashing the memories,

letting them

leave the ground.

I kick along 

leaves of hurt

and branches

of loneliness.

I let the sunlight

shine its love

and I sit down.

Letting it

flow over me.

 

 

 

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