Poem -
fallen days
Reminds me
of fallen days
black ones when the rain drives
home
grey days of the pattering boom
When all beneath the sky is
Doom
Umbrellas, hoods
puddles and mud
Artful sheep in sodden piles
Drooping leaves on once proud
trees
All grief reduces
Days to these
M
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Comments
Wow,
Was that a dream ?
Or a flash of reality ?
There are sink holes,
Lol...thankyou my friend ...hugs x
How extraordinarily accurately you have poemed a picture of grief, depression and abject despair .. I'm near ashamed to suggest I so very sadly enjoyed my visit here .. but for all the write reasons .. with much respect, your mate ME x
Stunning wisdom and such emotional imagery. 🌹
Never an easy subject, but you always manage to say with class and grace. B
P.S. Sunday here in NZ,
I am reading some poetry.