Roann Mendriq

Dark Skies - Poem by Roann Mendriq

The angry sky grows dark with rage,
and wears a furrowed, clouded face;
wrinkled, dark and worn with age;
filled with angst and dark disgrace.

The earth is lashed with incensed tears,
an outpouring of torrential rain;
Drowning all in jeers and sneers,
to vent its ranting grief and pain.

Thunder screams a livid curse,
that echoes in the void below;
Lightning lights the scene perverse,
A mind that lies in mired gore.

Who will soothe the manic sky?
Heaven must; not you, nor I.

Topic(s) of this poem: Nature

Comments about Dark Skies by Roann Mendriq

  • Bronze Star - 2,013 Points Jacqueline Nash (8/8/2014 12:17:00 PM)

    Good imagery and rhyming, enjoyed this poem thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 8, 2014

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