Treasure Island

Roann Mendriq


Changing Weather, Changing Life


It rained and drenched the waiting night,
Heavy torrents did it pour;
Next morning, all was clean and bright,
I could not ask for more.

The sky was baby powder blue,
the clouds had slipped away;
Sunlight deigned to shine on cue,
a refeshing brand new day.

I almost skipped onto the street,
this day felt new, washed clean;
Smiling, as I turned to greet,
the trees, in vibrant green.

The storm had passed at last,
I laughed with sweet relief;
No more skies downcast,
No deary days of grief.

Then suddenly, I felt a drop,
hit hard upon my cheek;
It hurt as if it wouldn't stop,
It made me feel so weak.

As I turned my face to wince,
the skies turned angry grey;
Clouds gathered with a vengeance,
And the sun just hid away.

Rain burst from the thundering skies,
in a grandiose downpour;
Just like life...I turned my eyes;
Nothing is for sure.

Submitted: Monday, June 24, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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  • Mark Dillon (12/23/2013 6:08:00 AM)

    Very good and a bit like the weather at the moment, enjoyed reading, thank you. (Report) Reply

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