After the Storm
After the storm with rain of yesterday
Condensation rises in the hollow
Cobalt clouds struck by the sun so far away
Swallows rise chasing bugs and crows follow
The sun behind the clouds cast an array
Shades of pink magenta slowly swallow
As seconds go by the sky doesn't stay
Dressed in the same gown with shades of gold
Nor the earlier one of cobalt gray
The sun reaches tops of the pines as of old
Now almost too bright for the poet's eyes
Just when she's ready to poor out her soul
With aged-spotted, wrinkled hands she'll wave bye
To her place on the porch, thoughts preoccupy
Not so easy for me to do.
Contest: Five Stanza Terza Rima
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
7/9/2022
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2022
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