Rain And Cloudy Glow Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Rain and a cloudy glow
Please don't come in
Thoughts full of wind blow
Twist of a twilight spin
Lost is never found
Ways have their blind spot
Lose one's reality ground
Getting inside self caught

Rain please depart for now
Burry my thought too
Songs of the black crow
Bringing inside my blue
I have a lonesome feel
How can I explain it?
Moving withering wheel
Nearer to its snake pit

O clouds go with the flow
Don’t be there over me
Stirring on dark and slow
Setting away each glee
Mountains are murky high
Climbing I can not reach
Let moments like this fly
Break away their leech