Tears of night

 A tearful sky pulls a gray blanket over its head

Misty eyed it lets out a gusty sigh

shorting lanterns spark as it rumbles out of bed

sheets of leaves rustle and fly

Stubborn, it will not turn on the light

head under covers it crawls

across the valley floor, in its spite

under torn cloudy shawls

Reviews

[Marie]

Have been reading about the hurricane in Florida, dear Soren and praying that you and your dear family are all safe and well. Love the personification, the metaphor, simile, etc in this excellently penned write which captures the hurricane superbly. The visual detail through excellent word choice is wondrous! I love this beautiful poem so v-e-r-y much and the pictures you so deftly paint also. Lovely work, dear Soren. Thank you for sharing, dear friend...

[Soren]

Thank you so much Marie for your read and generous comment. Yes we are in the direct path and await the outcome. For this reason this is just a prequil tomorrow I will drop the hurricane poem I am working on now. I appreciate your best wishes. Thank you

[Marie]

Most welcome alway, dear Soren. Until tomorrow when I look forward to your wonderful new poem... Stay safe...

[Red Brick Keshner]

Must be an epic struggle, hope all is well!

[Soren]

Lots of rain here and in Florida hurricanes approach. All is well though. Thanks for the read and concern it is appreciated