and in a little while
a little while
the sun
has cleared the edge and fluff
of concealing clouds
that billow
bluff
and blow
around the sky
as though possessors
license checkers
or taxing agents placing a tariff
on the sunlight
and enforcing rations
for such
is the mentality
of the colour grey
in the season
winter
but
in a little while
just now
in fact
the sun
has found an edge
and light
that casts a golden hue
on green
a glisten
on remnant drops
left behind
by last night’s rain
and suddenly the day
is cool spring
and no longer
cold winter
in a little while
just
for a little while
the day
is made available
to you
and to me
at no cost at all
without restriction on availability
for
a little while
© Frank Prem, 2017
August 2017 Poem #32: ride day
Well written Frank. I wish I had this kind of talent!
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Hi Danny. Thank you. I’m blessed with inspirational weather, I think. Delighted you enjoyed the piece. Cheers.
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Cheers!
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