It's Still Life

Luminous Chaos

Darkness has a different
light around here,
you can see clouds
crushing against one another.
The breeze pushes them along
like kinetic sheep,
and wind announcing itself
through invisible gaps
in the windowsill.
It sounds transient,
like a train’s last gasp,
wet, metallic and moaning.

The wind seems to blow
darker than deep January.

Image: January Thaw, Edge of Town by Lawren Harris, 1921 (public domain). WikiArt. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter