after storm

Frank Prem

beyond the yester rain
is a mist
that stills the now
and constrains the thought
that would be loud
to merest whisper

 

a susser with a trailing touch
suggestion
yet not tempest

 

within the thickened hush
an embodiment of shiver
moves
a linger
from the storm that was

 

but the sun will burn
the wisps will rise
and rise
to begin again

 

beyond the remnant shiver
begins new day

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 21st, 2017 00:23
  • Category: Nature
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  • kevin browne

    nice and sweet, my friend.

    • Frank Prem

      Thanks Kevin. Glad you enjoyed.

    • Michael Edwards

      Had to look up susser and I'm none the wiser but it doesn't matter - it sits so well in this great work.

      • Frank Prem

        Think I made it up Michael - out of susseration, I think. Glad you liked it despite untraceable references.

      • orchidee

        A fine write Frank.

        • Frank Prem

          Thanks O. Glad you enjoyed.

        • Louis Gibbs

          Reminds me of a line from a song, in 'Annie' I believe ... "The sun will come out tomorrow". Good write on passing through bad times, Frank!

          • Frank Prem

            Yes it will, Louis. CHeers.



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