A Murky Sky
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Raindrops splash against the glass
with a pitter-patter sound.
And as the hours slowly pass
water saturates the ground
where muddy puddles abound.
Clouds dappled purple and gray
roll across a murky sky.
And upon this gloomy day
dejected birds will not fly,
reluctant to even try.
Shadows pool in silhouette,
drowning colors starved of light.
Everything is soaking wet,
giving the wind its sharp bite
as a shy sun slinks from sight.
I struggle to shake the blues
and keep the doldrums at bay.
For my melancholy muse
is not in the mood to play,
on such a depressing day.
(Rhyme)
8/9/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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