Summer rising
Tshirts outside
Something special every year
The first time

In the valley of the Apricotted Sunrise
The black mountains with their jagged cliffs
Rise up each day to block it - and fail totally.
No mountain can hold back the dawn.

Seeping across the Eastern sky
Like an oncoming ocean tide
What was black and cobalt blue
Finally gives up the fight
And turns the color of a peach.
A delicious Arizona morning.
        ljm

i believe,
even the stars
get tired.

when the night sky
had folded them away
back into the darkness

and the moon,
that lonesome thing,
has doused itself in shadows.

so will you too, my friend
shy away from the light
as if it would burn
if it reached you.

maybe you feel,
you just are not strong enough
to face the day.

that the midnight hour
is a broken thing

and oh, the silence
is deafening.

and you and i know, even the stars
are tired.

you mourn for them
as their light expires.

Inclement Weather

When will the rain stop?
Downpour, tiny drops
At least my tears get lost

Out on the pavement
Stood in a puddle
Drowning in still water

When will the storm end?
I can wear a happy face
But I can't pretend

When will this end?

If ignorance is bliss
And knowledge is power
I'll conquer the abyss
And defend my Tower

If Babel did spiral
And cursed all our people
I'll learn occult symbols
And cast out this evil

If Zeus blasted my crown
And reduced to rubble
I'll flow red from your brow
And rip through your muscle

If Prometheus ran
And flames danced in his eyes
I'll pluck two apples and
Hand you our sweet demise.

Change isn't always easy
You enjoy what is and what was
What is around the corner is another matter
Perhaps a narrative you would rather not deal with
Yet, you deal
Another four letter word
Not like the others?
Or is it?
The Constant.

C@rainbowcaser2023