The weather promises a bright future.
fiery flames of color herald change and a new day.
tears sinking into aging skin.
your adventure is someone’s loss.
watch the dreamers take the stage.
fire bobbing in the lantern of life. painted skies.burnt-out lives. blood splatters on streets.broken voices. rivering eyes. pain everywhere. mouths taped shut.cold skin – no heartbeat. don’t cry. nothing’s wrong.
soft and light, the clouds kiss the sun’s cheeks.
after the storm cameeyes cleared to reality:blue skies of fortune
dark clouds gather above,threatening rumbles fill the silenceto the pitter-patter of the rainon the cracked pavementpooling next to my rain bootsas I stand in the middlewith my hands thrown in the air,head tilted back hungrily,watching the sky cry on me.