The weary eyes
Of a rainy sky
Starlight tears
That fall fron high
The silent moon
Observant as such
Watches with
A dreamy lust.
The moving cloud
Like candles flame
Flicker in
The steady rain
Each a shadow
Cast upon
The idle dreams
That life began.
The gentle breeze
Its fingers caress
A deeper yearning
Hopes it kept
For rainbows clouded
In a dreaming eye
The beauty of
A rainy sky.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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