Friday, August 1, 2008

Today it rains

in my head, its grey and cloudy
raining every so slightly
enough to obscure the view

my hearts to blame
for bringing me here
and not letting me let go

i feel the mist on my mind
get lost in the cold, wet drops
try to forget lost time

i don't know what to do with this
what it means
so i will just let it be


La Lunatique said...

Lovely piece Queen...being gentle with ourselves with ourselves is such a precious gift. You've captured this quite well.

La Lunatique said...

and repeating ourselves ourselves is a precious glitch!

Anonymous said...

That is a beautiful poem, captures a sad reflective mood so delicately and so well, like a piece of wordmusic. Wonderful writing,