"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Partly Cloudy With a Chance of Tears

The weather
around me
is partly cloudy
with a chance of tears.
Sorrow made
an uninvited visit
and will not leave.
Bags packed with
yesterday’s regrets
sit upon my chest
chastising me with,
you should have,
you could have,
now it is too late.
I pray for blue skies
hoping the weather
forecast won’t be
forty days and
forty nights of tears.

© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011



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