It rained in my Heart

15 March 2018

Courtesy Christian Schloe

Desert skies looming

Grey landscapes of dust and toil

Sun’s pallor lasted

Butterflies hung low

Paper birds flirted with winds

Sands wasted on skin

Trees shriveled in sight

Limp grass a patchwork of gloom

Green a memory

Stillness at peak point

Air absent in atmosphere

Windmills in the mind

Whisper from lost Home

Scent of jasmine in the air

Ray pierced into Grey

Skies broke into blue

Keen thoughts stirred within my soul

It rained in my Heart

Reading of the poem: 

Six Hours – Abel Korzeniowski