Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Wooled Sky

Moody spring
turns from
contentment
to tantrum.

The wooled sky
hangs as pulled
gray threads
against an
angry chest.

April hastens to find shelter.


©Susie Clevenger 2015

NaPoWriMo ~ Day 28

13 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Plenty of wooled sky out your way lately, isn't there? You really conveyed the unstable nature of transitional seasons here, Susie.

Mama Zen said...

I love that first stanza. Very cool.

Laura said...

The wooled sky
hangs as pulled
gray threads
against an
angry chest…. Gorgeous writing!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Loved the opening lines :D

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Love the wooled sky. You have captured the unrest so well.

Björn Rudberg said...

Wooled sky.. I think we had too much clear blue sky here.. tomorrow they have promised lead.

Marian said...

Haha, I KNOW RIGHT! Gosh, both the weather and my mood... I can relate, Susie.

Hannah said...

Oh wow!! I love your word choices and imagery and how April turns into an actual being fleeing to hide...lovely work, Susie. :)

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Very vivid — and congratulations on finding such a new and 'right' metaphor.

Ella said...

Lovely, the wooled sky...
You described the fickle moody month, so well.

Kim Nelson said...

A vivid and textural reference to April's fickle weather-ways. I like the tightness, neatness of this, Susie!

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is an excellent metaphor for inclement weather.

grapeling said...

terrific ~