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The day is rainy and the cold sets slowly in

Anxiety swelters

Time never looks back, it knows not where it's been



and perhaps it cares not



Hours slash at the sun

With each minute another star in the black blue sky kisses the night

and those that are only slightly stable when the lights are aglow, begin to come undone



and perhaps another day will arrive



Or perhaps things happen at night that will chance our tomorrow

and I doubt that we will be able to correct all the black and blues

and when we are revealed, a day may be eternal, never transforming into morrow

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I dono't usually like rhyming in my poems, however, I wathced Maya Angelou give a speech and she talked about how beautiful rhyme was. I thought I'd try it. It is a hard thing to master... let me know what you think.

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David W Jones's picture

You did a good job on the rhymes. They're subtle but I gaurantee it will sink into some readers minds without them realizing it. I think the subtlety of the rhyme scheme works perfectly with the thought inspiring subject. An excellent job if I do say so myself. ^_^

Lola Margot's picture

Honestly the rhymes I didn't notice but the style and thoughts of it I like. Come visit my site there's a lot there that rhymes. I enjoyed reading this one.