- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Resignation # 2
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Again I am stranded,
apart, looking at grey trouble:
nothing drastic, nothing like
old Edward Munch's cry, no arms
raised in agony, no deep sense
of loss. The rain will
come down soon, cold
and unhurried, rice paper
shade across the image.
I know there's something
needs redressing; if only
I could see exactly
where the rub is. Instead
I'll just stand watching
the rain soak the decaying
lawn, come in runnels
down the panes, disheartening
study in strain.
- COMMENTS
DawnJover 11 years agoDo you know The Carpenters' song, "Rainy Days and Mondays"? This poem reminds me of that song.
HarryHillover 11 years agoWas caught up in the hide n seek internal ryhmes that ran away everytime I got close enough to catch them
