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the morning poem

grey clouds grin

I wake, from slumber;angels shameful tears greet the street outside my window
 
Dark grey clouds, persist and haunt;demons scour this plane for waters widow
 
Rising to my feet, the day begins dark;life dreams shallow of a better time
 
Images of a dispersing dream, fading;none can rest when lifes not aligned
 
Clothes donned, looking alive;eyes thrive on the receding pulse of mornings rush
 
A heartbeat thuds, as there’s no more time;cold this shove of natures need for hush

(2013)

A poem inspired by bad weather in the morning

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