Misty Rain Halos Poem by John Kipling Lewis
Misty Rain Halos
misty rain halos
the traffic lights that
serves as my guide.
the black veins of tree
limbs lace the mauve and
periwinkle light that
bounces from
the clouded city sky.
my face tingles as I
stare up into the rain
and I'm surprised.
all I can think
is how much more this
could mean, if only
you were here.
7. Everything works until the last stanza, which is abstract, cliched, and a big clunker. The rest is good. Descriptive, sensory, and concrete.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 2:53:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This one is very good.