January Blues

Sunlight sneaking through curtains
Promises a fine day - you liar.
By mid-morning
Grey clouds cover the sky,
Blown in on angry winds
That toss the dry leaves this way
Then that - shut up.
Fine drizzle wets my face,
Unexpected, unwanted - piss off -
Becomes a deluge, drenching the path,
While the icy air makes me flinch.
The wind that brought the rain
Now parts the clouds;
Sunlight peeps through,
Blue sky appears in patches.
Smiles carried on squall and breeze
Lighten the day  - all is well.

Published by poetdoesarun

I started running 14 years ago to help manage anxiety and depression and found the endorphins helped me in another way...to write my sermons for Sunday.... and then inspiration came for poetry. A Christmas present 2017 was a book by Jo Bell, challenging the reader to write a poem a week for a year. This blog showcases these and other poems composed on the run.

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