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Monday, June 16, 2008

Monday Poem: Downpour

[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]

These poems are also posted to ABCTales.



Downpour



The rain is always falling down so fast

as though we live so deep below, submerged

far underwater, never coming up

for air and seeing how blue sky can be.



We live beneath low roofs of cloud above,

our shoulders hunched and heavy heads bowed down

under the weight of far too many days

of life endured instead of living free.



We live with the cold knowledge that this life

will always still defeat our every move

no matter how we try to break away

into another brighter, better, world.

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