A distant cloud embraces its own shadow
While the wind blows desperately across the meadow
Leaves rustle on tree limbs
And birds sing as they scatter to their homes
A single tear drop in a sea of sadness
We are one creature, love and its madness
Thunder rolls on through the hills
And rivers flood as they push past the guilt
A lost memory resurfaces in your dreams
We were once lovers, caught up in the urgency
Regrets swell on envy and pride
And the trees sway and produce symphonies all around
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Nice to have you back and if
Nice to have you back and if my memory serves, you poetry was so very much superior to this one in is sparseness.
Remember less is more in poetry, spelling out imagery is using superfluous words, though the image and felling elicited are good, the last paragraph is excellent except for the double *ands* in the last line.
~A
hello
An unlearned guy like me doesn't always know why he likes a poem but still knows he likes it and I do..............scribbler