Sunday Sky

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Sunday sky the weather in the morning, please.

The night now battles round with wind and rain.

The storm plays devil with the chimney pots

The cloud descends, and drizzles down the drain.

Sunday sunlight needed in the morning please.

A swept and shining, breathless, briny sky.

Darkness is pressing hard against the window panes.

I dream of day bright, daylight, open eye.

In deep rain light I try to sleep, but find

My mind like straw is threaded on the wind.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 9th Jul 2020 11:54

This is LOVELY!

I read 'briny' as 'like brine', but I don't think I'm right. What does it mean? As poetical craft, it 'reads' like music.

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 8th Jul 2020 19:43

Pleasing - and pleasing to see a familiar WOL name on this page.

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