artisticAR

artisticAR Aug 2020

The rain

The shadow in the rain slowly dissolves into teary blur, a line of black in a mist of watery grey.
The water layers drop onto drop dancing down on the passenger window and I realize he's left me in an ocean of salty tears.
High tide's coming, blinding harrowing winds are circling as I shiver from their strength.
The light drizzle masquerades itself into a storm but I find it soothing.
I sigh and slam the car door and walk in another direction,
hoping next time I'll meet someone completely new and refreshing.

...amp

artisticAR Aug 2020

The pandemic

A serpent sheds its scales of dread, inviting us all to pay a debt
to those whose warnings do not comply until the enemy diligently multiplies. It shows us beauty in isolation until we leave and judge salvation.
Trust remains the ******* sentiment as I negotiate pedestrian regiments.

artisticAR Aug 2020

Untitled

Someone once told me, if I were ever lonely, a book would be then my best friend.
And reading two or three simultaneously would feel like a party, squashing my solitude
and hopefully boosting my mood.

...AMP

artisticAR Aug 2020

Here I am

Here I am, flowers in hand,
the whole scenario revised and planned.
There you are, enduring my charade,
praying that I'll finally understand
that we are two birds of different feathers patiently waiting for our successors.
...amp

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