Jessie Hambel Poet Free verse

Cumulous

There were nights 
I was convinced the weather
in my head had seeped 
out of my ears and
dyed the atmosphere. 
Snow would cascade
over darkness, 
land on streaked cheeks. 

Now there are nights 
I realize even clouds
have to let go of that 
which makes them dense.

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Skat A January 12, 2016 at 10:59 PM Jessie, a deep write.... a pleasure to read. SKAT

Eric Boddie January 12, 2016 at 4:03 PM enlightenment comes in many shapes....if we reach maturity, it becomes our fates....for as longer as we grow wiser than the day before....we will be more able to handle what this Life has in store....I likes....;)