Moody Skies

Moody Skies. . How I love dark foreboding moody skies Thwart with tension as anger fumes And flapping ominous raucous crows Caught by a rebellious gust precariously fly by . Thor hast not wielded his hammer yet But the tension builds The drama unfolding looks set That clouds will burst and it will be wet . The shrouding consuming dimming light Paints everything a darker pallor In subdued hues of grey as surrendering to night The air slowly begins to chill Carried by the bellowing breathe And gradually begins to bite . Better hopes for the morrow Of vibrant unblemished skies With a promise of sun smiling down Void of clouds to cry. . Peter Dome©2020.

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Gayle Rodd

Date: 12/15/2020 6:57:00 PM

One can only welcome the sunshine after a dark and spooky night such as this! There's something foreboding, yet curious for me in these kinds of nights.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 12/2/2020 3:42:00 PM

Hello Peter, I do like this poem. The clouds cry because the sun is coming out to shine. enjoy your evening my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 12/4/2020 10:53:00 AM

Hello Peter Dome, thank you. I see it this way. Yes I am doing fine thank you. I hope the same for you. Be safe my friend. Enjoy your day my friend.

Peter Dome
Date: 12/2/2020 3:55:00 PM

Hi Darlene. I love what you said about the clouds crying. Hope you are ok my friend. thank you. stay safe.

Alexis Y.

Date: 12/2/2020 2:21:00 PM

Hi Peter, You painted such a lovely scene with your skillful hands. The sky looks amazing! I enjoyed the view. Well done. Enjoy the rest of your day my friend:-) Alexis

Peter Dome
Date: 12/2/2020 2:23:00 PM

Bless you, alexis. how are you. thank you so much. Look forward to reading you.Take care. pete.

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 12/2/2020 1:19:00 PM

Love this inspirational write Peter, it’s all part of the movie in the sky ever changing as time rolls on by... Regards Belle

Peter Dome
Date: 12/2/2020 2:18:00 PM

hi Belle. Hope you are well Thank you. I was coming home from shopping and I noticed the sky looked dark and moody.love your little poem there. thank you rake care. best wishes. Pete.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 12/2/2020 10:07:00 AM

Thunder storms are thrilling I agree. I love the scent of petrichor after the rain. I enjoyed your poem expressing what to me is so delightful. Blessings xxoo

Peter Dome
Date: 12/2/2020 2:21:00 PM

Hi Connie, but not everyone appreciates such wonders., great to hear from you. hope you are ok. good to be back. thank you. Yes, I Love it after the rain. everything comes alive and as you say. smells great. take care. Pete.