Poetry Thursday #6

Back when both myself and this blog were much younger, I started doing Poetry Thursdays, where I’d post an old poem I’d written. For whatever reason I stopped doing it. But seeing as how I’ve been horrible at blogging lately, and seeing as how it’s a Thursday and I just wrote my first poem in a very long time, it seemed obvious to bring it back.

It was raining like crazy all day yesterday, and I took this picture through the window.

Image

It gave me the first line to this poem, and the rest just kinda spilled out today. Hope you like it.

watercolor

the rain turned the world into a watercolor today
and I watched the rivers
flow
down
the window as I waited
to hear your voice
the chill of late April
the promise of flowers
but who knows
if
they’ll ever bloom
who knows
if you’ll ever
come back
or if the rain
will just wash
every
thing
away

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