Sunshine and Shadows
There are black clouds lingering over me.
there's a big red sun above
shining down on me.
Warming my face.
reminding me of other sunshine days
when the rays beamed more sweetly.
The clouds make today too close,
yesterday too far away.
And the rays are stabbing me sharply.
No longer warm and sweet
but hot and sour.
Cutting me like icy splinters.
Because there's cold there as well,
coming from somewhere.
This sun is too bright for me to see clearly,
too red and swollen,
like my eyes feel now.
Black with shadows.
So I'm waiting for the rain to fall.
Drop by drop until they're empty and cold.
And I'm waiting for more cold days to come.
And I'm waiting for the empty clouds to pass
and the sun to shine again
and warm me
if it can.
First published in Aubade, Issue 1, 2015