Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Poem a Day 23

A Walk after Rain

The sky was blue, but the clouds still thundered;
the streets were glossy with rain.
In the wind a sigh seemed to shift; I wondered
and felt, with a heart full of pain.
The evening was near, but it was not arrived,
and the world was sharp in the light,
vivid and clear; my soul had survived,
but I yearned for the comfort of night.
The sparking of cloud everywhere save above
brought a rumble of warning and ache;
too proud I had been to speak of my love,
and you the unspoken to take.

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