Sometimes
Sometimes weather flings itself in a tantrum at my feet. Such wild abandon in its reach. And sometimes I am lost in my own deep stare. Deep in the face of angry clouds that flood my sight, deep in rain punctuating the ground with broad, cursive raindrops. Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy in this lean air.
For dVerse Poets. A prose poem including the line “Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy” from May Oliver’s poem “Azures” published in the book Wild Geese. Image “The Return of the Herd” by Pieter Bruegel the Elder. © Misky 2021
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