Pebble dash dreams
rattle the window
sheet rain slashes
the inky mire.
I lie in my clay house,
my safe house,
still awake,
and yearn,
as the storm prowls
the walls,
yearn for his company
like a stove yearns a
flame
(waking, sheet, safe,
clay, still, inky, erode, flames, yearn, bend, immeasurable, pebble)
You conveyed well that feeling of wanting someone else home with you during a storm!
ReplyDeleteReally like the strong feelings you captured with these words.
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I can feel that storm prowl the walls.
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