The clouds have their day
to release what's pent within
no longer able to hold the mask
of sunny days meant to last
the halcyon all pursue
a status quo for the abused
idyllic for the quick glimpse
when inquires seek portends
even as the coming storm
gathers round behind the smile
heavy with the unresolved
echoes of the saddest times
soon to drench the frowning crowds
scurrying to answer shelter's prompt
away from those who can't escape
the overcast of sunless days.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20190819.
A Brilliant piece of writing far above some of the dross we have to read. A banquet for eyes a feast for the soul. Enjoyed this so much A true lyric poem.10 ++++
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I would like to translate this poem
Sunless days, i wonder how the sky will be. Let the clouds have their day