Roann Mendriq

Moody Skies © - Poem by Roann Mendriq

On evenings when the breeze is chill,
trees cower 'neath the gloomy skies;
that seem to darken up at will,
Anger in their glowering eyes.

Trees hasten then to shade the earth,
from the black wrath of the clouds;
that onward march without a dearth,
like giant omninous dull grey shrouds.

Then a flicker of a spark burns bright,
way beyond this morbid screen;
A radiant sheen, sliver of light,
that turns the sky mellow, serene.

What draws us to that tiny spark?
That vows to light up all our dark?

Topic(s) of this poem: night

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 20, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 17, 2017

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