Change of Scene
By Rhiannonw
Sat, 29 Jun 2019
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Fine droplets of water make fogs in the sky,
but movement of air shoves them onward, they fly
– no forming of drops to go spattering down
today – as they drift off the dome’s steely frown,
replaced by the blue, and the brilliant bright light
unveiled so our star can enliven the sight.
[IP: mention three kinds of weathers, metaphorical of otherwise]
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You've managed to tackle the
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
You've managed to tackle the I P perfectly in this poem Rhainnon.
Nice one.
Jenny.
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Brilliant, short and punchy.
Permalink Submitted by forest_for_ever on
Brilliant, short and punchy. You always manage to pull it out of the fire...
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
Very cleverly done. I enjoyed reading it.
Jean
Jean Day
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