Murphy's Law
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This is certainly not my kind of day
No siree! Disenchantment hover above,
and a sad heaven is about to cry.
Brooding, ominous nimbostratus clouds
and trees blot out the afternoon sun rays.
Fruitful expectations sprouted...
barring a multitude of ripe hopes,
but unforgiving fire did rage...
and reduced them to rubble and ash.
It's unmistakably a saturnine day.
Even mockingbirds are refusing to sing.
All was right just yesterday! What happened?
Submitted for...
Strand Select L,Any Form ,Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 02/11/2020
Date: 07/22/2019
Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2019
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