Heavy Skies

I am standing in the doorway

Sheltered from the down pouring rain

Under the porch canopy

Looking out into the street.

I know that somewhere

 

Night is settling in pelts of red and orange

But over me the skies are all grey matter –

Thick cotton clouds are all I can see.

 

***

It is a warm day of summer

My skin is moist from the heavy heat.

 

My clothes feel uncomfortably tight –

Second skin plasters hastily applied

 

To hide my reality

Wrinkled and tensed

 

Straps of cloth damp enough to soak

Through my organic outer layer.

***

 

There is a woody scent in the air.

Muddy soil and drenched asphalt

Hinting through – I breathe it in

 

I offer my hand to the weeping skies

The fresh drops are flirting with me

Sharp tears hitting and splashing

Exquisitely gliding on my shell

Leaving no trace on my relieved flesh.

 


Picture captured in Geneva, Switzerland in 2015, with my iPhone 5C – panorama – black and white.

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15 Comments Add yours

    1. Thank you, M. 🙂 I appreciate it 🙂

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  1. Brilliant. A really sensory poem story with things like drenched asphalt, loads of great images and lines, very easy to feel as if I was there in Geneva (once again)

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    1. Thank you Mister Lion ❤ Your comment warms my heart! It is my pleasure to take you around places I love 🙂

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  2. This is beautiful. I love the mood and sensory soaking. Well done.

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    1. Diane! How are you? Your comment brought a giant smile to my face. Thank you ❤ for reading and leaving such a kind appreciation. I am hugely happy you enjoyed it 🙂

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      1. My pleasure! Stunning poetry ❤

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        1. Aw ❤ Thank you! ❤

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  3. Ninefifteen says:

    I love the mood. I could almost smell the rainy scent. There is something sensual in your poetry 🙂

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    1. *smiling* Thank you, N. Words and nature are my only lovers at the moment, so what can I say, I give in to them with all I have. 🙂

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  4. ZenLikeFuck says:

    The last lines instill such vivacity in the entire poem. As if the ‘you’ in the piece just underwent a soul cleanse. You’ve created such vivid images B, the grey matter cloud laden skies – wonderful writing! And that earthy, musky aroma lingering throughout the piece, so intoxicating! Well done Sparkle. 🙂

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    1. *smiling from ear to ear* Thank you my bubble for your lovely words. Your perception of my piece makes it sounds amazing ❤ Thank you ❤

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  5. Enchanting …..beautiful, I loved it right from the scratch 🙂

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    1. *smiling* Thank you! I am glad you did 🙂

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