Amity

out of this world

Sad cloud

Assignment five #writing201

prompt: fog
Today’s form: elegy(elegiac couplets)
Today’s device: metaphor

 

The sun blinked as the dark cloud rudely

crossed her path.

 

The birds took flight to their nest and the squirrels scampered

to their hiding the place.

 

 The cloud spared no thought   for the wandering man under the oak tree

who had nowhere to run.

 

Her tears rolled  down, for her heart mourned

 the loss of the fallen stars.

 

 The man under the oak tree could not understand;

his foggy mind hoping Noah’s ark would come

 

to take him to safety, from the sad cloud whose teardrops

threatened to ruin his rest.

 

*dedicated to the wanderers and homeless *

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8 thoughts on “Sad cloud

  1. Adeleke Julianah on said:

    Ha! Lady Amity!!!
    This one is strong!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I love this bit. We love rain, but sometimes we’ll choose sunshine over it. 😀

    Nice one Amity! Write on. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  3. The man under the oak tree really got my heart wrenching for a moment. Amazing and touching.

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