after storm

A Poem a Day for September #14

beyond the yester rain
is a mist
that stills the now
and constrains the thought
that would be loud
to merest whisper

a susser with a trailing touch
yet not tempest

within the thickened hush
an embodiment of shiver
moves a linger
from the storm that was

but the sun will burn
the wisps will rise
and rise
to begin again

beyond the remnant shiver
begins new day

© Frank Prem, 2016

Poem #15: it waits for me

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