This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2023 challenge and will be revised.
“Another Storm”
The night is filled with a thunder
that troubles my dreams. I wonder
if my sins are reaching
for my soul. Calling me to pay
for all the times I couldn’t stay.
The lightning beseeching
me to bend my knees to receive
retribution for hearts deceived.
I toss and turn under
the blanket of an ignorance,
of wanting more like Icarus.
Now my heart asunder.
The rain doesn’t care for my plea.
It only wants to share the debris
I left on the streets of
lovers’ hopes of life together.
A reminder, from this weather,
that I promised them love.
Poetic Form: Rime Couee
