The lightning flashing
best laid plans crashing
under a blackened sky.
The thunder rolling
random thoughts scrolling
under an indigo sky.
A feeling of dread
of things left unsaid
under a dark grey sky.
Old feelings lamented
my past cemented
under a pale grey sky.
The tide still pulling
the future I’m mulling
under a brightening sky.
My spirit ignited
refusing to be blighted
under a cerulean sky.
© www.mypastmademe.com 2011
I wanted to say: ‘The thunder rolling, random thoughts extolling’, but after checking my grammar found the meaning would be incorrect? Advice welcomed as it’s the word I wanted to use, the word that felt right (not ‘scrolling’)! 🙂
Hmmmm…I guess “extolling” kind of conflicts with the blacker imagery, scrolling is probably better…
I like your idea of the sky brightening with each repeated rhyme.
Thanks for that, ‘scrolling’ it is then! There was a thunder storm going on and the poem just started going through my head … although I don’t think I captured the ‘mind’ version quite the same, which is always much better I think (but can never be remembered quickly enough after grabbing pen/paper) 🙂