Rainy Sunday.
The sky is the same
tone of gray it has been
almost every day
for a month.
Faded lilacs
across the way
do little
to contrast the
oppressive dreariness.
I wish
that the kids
had been out
yesterday
creating graffiti
with their chalk
so that we could
today have seen
a river of many colors
bleeding
down
the
street.
-Jeff Barnes
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That image of a river of many colours is appealing.
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Thank you very much!
GOOD EVENING JEFF ~ BRIAN HERE ~ Welcome to MPS . It is a proactive site which operates by reading & commenting on each other Poetry ~ OK. Thanks for an elegant first Poem which is a very apt comment on the effect of COVID 19 an the Whole Planet ! Gray Skies - Faded Flowers - Silent Streets - Lockeddown Kids - Pristine Streets ! Love your last verse *A Street sans Graffiti is lifeless !* Thanks for caring please check our (Youg Married Couple) site ~ THANKS A & B !
Joy & Peace & Love
Yours Brian & Angela !
Thank you, Angela & Brian! Yes, this poem was written on a dreary day during the quarantine. Thanks for your comments and friendship!
Only just found this and love the simple but so effective style - great write.
Thank you, Michael!
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