Wandering Sun

What do you think about.... ?

Gazing at clouds embracing the sky,
Her voice spoke sadly of days gone by;
She sketched the future and feared its form,
Predicting its rain before the storm.

No sunlight to wander;
No flowers to ponder;
Only clouds of grey
Led her thoughts astray.

Painting the sky in colors that bled,
Its poisonous rain is coming she said;
The winds are blowing this way I fear,
Yes, a storm is most certainly near.

No sunlight to wander;
No flowers to ponder;
Only clouds of grey
Led her thoughts astray.

Then her mind became quiet
While her thought ceased its riot;
From the clouds rained the light,
Splitting open the night.

Now the sunlight wandered,
And the flowers she pondered;
The new colors so vibrant
It subdued her mind's tyrant.

Reviews

[Lucifer Jones]

I think people get caught up in writing "poetry" and trying to make it what it's supposed to be. Well, it's supposed to move you, to make you feel and to be a joy to read. You my friend never fail to give me something to feel and pleasures to read. Loved it!

[Blue Sky]

woven with words very beautifully, love the colors, a pleasure to my first time back! :)

[Shadow]

Very nice dani I enjoyed this it's been quite sometime since I've been able to get online to this site but this was definitely worth me coming back.

[DANGER]

LOVE THIS..IT HELPS MEI

[TL Boehm]

so nice to read you again. its been awhile. This is a wonderfully penned piece. I understand about that "tyrant."

[Sami Khalil]

No sunlight to wonder
No flowers to ponder.
Very poetic

[Brandon Mathis]

This is a very great poem, hope to !!!more from you

[Wondering Mind]

If I knew how to compose music, I would have loved to put music to this ..

[cilla]

What an interesting piece this is. The words have a light and airy feel to them composed in a simple and pleasant rhyme scheme ... all concealing the underlying darkness. Perhaps this is how we make things livable? Travelling the same simple path day after day and speaking forebodingly about what the future will hold. But behold! The future brings light! Light is knowledge; Color is wisdom ... together they are transformative ... subduing her mind's tyrant.

This is a well constructed and interesting (intriguing) poem because it lends itself so well to interpretation on many levels. (see above!)

Well done and many thanks for sharing. Your light certainly adds vibrant colors here whenever you post a new poem ... this one being no exception.

[TamiViolet]

This is lovely Dani and the refrain excellent. As I read my thoughts could relate so well to the narrator's sense of hopelessness and sadness... And then the gorgeous fifth stanza brings us back, conveying to never give up hope for through the clouds the sun quite possibly can appear... The line about 'splitting open the night' is one of my favorite lines in the piece. Through peace, solitude and patience comes wisdom.... Delightful, my friend :-) xox