there's a raining night
color dripping, melting with each drop
people huddled together
seeking shelter from
the tears from the clouds
blue sky peeking through
promising sunny days
after the weeping night
dark against light
beautiful contrast
all in one swirling mix of paint
YOU ARE READING
of stars and lost dreams
Poetryjust a simple, small book of bits of poetry, small things I've written over time
