Unfinished Business #1
The blackest cloud of Tuesday
has just come into sight
It’s pushing out the light of day
and dragging in the night
I’ve never seen a blacker cloud
that stretched so far and dark
I’ve never heard the wind so loud
that never left a mark
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Author:
Andrew Charles Forrest (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Started this 30 something years ago and never fibished it. It was from one of those great storms in the 80's The weather has never made such impression on me again I guess
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Comments6
Wow that was very good I really enjoyed that
Thank you Gabriella
My turn to comment on your work after your words - and this is truly a superb piece - It just flows so well and, unlike many rhyming pieces, it doesn't strain to maintain the rhyme - a mark of a good write.
Well, that truly is a compliment from such a master Michael, Thank you
Andrew
A fine write Andrew. But it is only Monday! lol. Ahh, I see, you mean 30 something years ago!
Yes! I should have posted in tomorrow
Oh impulsive me
Thanks for reading and the compliment
Andrew
Wow that was very good I really enjoyed that
so good you read it twice?
Thanks Gabriella
Yes
I really like this. It reminds me of times when I was growing up. Exactly like you described. Black skies, fierce winds but after a while it just passed. Didn't do any damage really. I would just stand out in it. It was like God was blowing the dust off the earth. A great memory for me. I had nearly forgotten. Thank you so much for reminding me! Great rhythm and word usage! Great write. Thank you so much for sharing.
Thank you S
Our childhood is when we are sensisitive to these things I guess
Andrew
I think most adults are so busy with their everyday lives they don't take the time to really notice the grandeur of nature. It's a shame. Sad to me.
Does it not come back to us?
i know for some of us it does, but the adults that I know that truly appreciate nature have a dreamer/writer/artist soul, most of the adults I know don't.
True
Sad
But True
I'm grateful for what I have I hope that's in touch with something I can't always explain what that is
Perhaps were all just a little bit mad whatever that is
Also sad but true. I think a lot of us have a little 'crazy' in us. I'm also grateful, mostly for my family, my kids. I learned the hard way to appreciate what you have or you probably won't have it long.
True and Sad
I hope you find some sunshine soon
Thank you. Things are better these days. Stressed, but still better. 🙂 the sun shines on us both. ( I just don't think at the same time) 🙂
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