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by Mary Frances Spencer

sky a sad grey
sun lost behind the covers
almost holiday with too much
to do
not ready to come out
from under

mood pensive
introspective searches
shuffles slow cards
deals agendas
hangs possible rain

so i will roll
damp promises
thunder lightening
some kind
of silver

exhale warm plumes
feathery breaths
into the chilly


Author's Note: Kind of a slow-mo grey day today, feelin' it! MFS

Posted on 11/18/2011
Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 11/19/11 at 12:49 AM

I don't 'get down' that much during the holidays but some people do. Also clouds or even rain rarely turn me off. Knowing I can't be what someone else wants me to be does however does make me feel like a failure.

Posted by Joe Cramer on 11/25/11 at 05:55 PM

... outstanding.....

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