I live under a cloud
that has a heavy heart
but won't rain for fear
of drowning me
Always on the verge
of a downpour this
cloud hovers over.
I feel a brief shower
sometimes, but the sun
always peeks through
changing the forecast
It wants my days sunny,
this I know; and I sense
its burden, and I know
it’s there, but I haven’t
the guts to ease its pain
and say "It’s all right, I
won’t drown" because
no matter how strong a
swimmer I am, deep in
my heart I know I will
drown and I won’t be strong
enough to save myself
myself
What a heavy burden for
me to put on the cloud -
besides, the one it’s
already carrying.
I hope it won’t become a
hurricane
Maybe the cloud cant
Pour on me because there
is no inclination
I tell myself that the cloud
is having second thoughts
I don’t want to be dry,
I want to be wet and
ease its heaviness and
let me carry some of the
weight.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Strong yet gentle...
Great one Marilyn...
Trixie :)
Sanilnath
Nancy
Chrissie x
is having second thoughts
I don’t want to be dry,
I want to be wet and
ease its heaviness and
let me carry some of the
weight."
excellent double entendre...
Jack
I don’t want to be dry,
I want to be wet and
ease its heaviness and
let me carry some of the
weight.
Excellent,
Reindeer
Hugs Peg