It hangs there
in the space
Like a threatening
that sits menacingly
above the horizon
as the sun bids
its final farewell
A brewing tempest
Knowing a fearful
torrent of anger
will be released
in a violent deluge
A rainbow will
appear only to
show its bright colors
for an instant
before they run
into a watery grave
of the day will
be forever soured
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I do like this Christine but it is so sad 💜
Thanks Willow. Yes a little sad, but then we are all sad sometimes. Writing just helps us through it.
Yes indeed it does 💜
A storm of anger can ruin any day. (K)
Indeed it can 😕
Thanks my friend 🙂💕
Hold dearly to that rainbow.
I will 😊👍
Sounds like a tumultuous situation, hopefully one to be avoided. The imagery worked very well for the contrasts of emotions and environments.
Thank you very much Mish 🙂
This is so evocative! Especially like; “A rainbow will appear only to show its bright colors for an instant before they run into a watery grave.” 💝💝
Thank you so much! 😊🥰
It is sad how all the rumblings of discord are stealing our rainbows along with the pot of gold!
Yes! Why is that? 🙂
We never seem to learn from our past.
I am taking this line from your poem for inspiration for todays poem on my blog… Thank you.
Thanks Dwight. I’m honored. Which line is that? 🙂
The rumblings of discord…
Thanks Dwight ☺️ Isn’t it amazing how one word can inspire us to write something else.
Sometimes just a word or a few lines can click and inspire! Thank you !!
Haha! No harm done Dwight 🥰
Ominous The knowing is almost as traumatic as the event. The rainbow is a temporary respite, but perhaps it lends strength.
Wow Christine. So vivid and poignant. Loved this 💙❣️
Thanks Jude. That means a lot to me. 🥰
My pleasure 🌼💛
Thank you Di 🥰
Lovely flow and powerful spirit!💕🙂
Thanks dear Punam 🥰
Some powerful imagery here and the discontent is dark.
Thank you so much 🙂
Powerful write that really delivers for me Christine. I found the last stanza especially strong with the idea of the rainbow’s transitory colours son running away into a watery grave… Lovely writing and conjured image…
Thanks Scott. I really appreciate it 🙂
This reinds me of going home to an abusive realtionship… that first verse captures that fear.
Yes that’s what I was aiming for. Thanks Sue
I so love the flow 😀 thanks for joining in Christine
Always my pleasure Bush Boy ☺️💕 Thank you!
Dark clouds of discontent! Great poem
Thanks my friend 🙂💕
You’re welcome 😉