Daily missive for Thursday the 26th of May.~by Peter Forster

 

 

Daily missive for Thursday the 26th of May.

An oppressive
Gathering envelope
Of grey clouds
Heave overhead,
The sun eclipsed
By a weight of water
Afloat in mid-air.
The fall will be dramatic
It always is.
Suicidal raindrops
Rarely deflect from purpose
And disperse
After the first impact
Shatters their resolve
To remain intact,
Tension dissolves
In rebound.
But there is pause,
Respite
From the squall,
The wind is the only
Thing to fall.
The loudest noise
Is between the ears
The rush of blood
The echo of silence
The whisper
Never quite heard.
The crushing vacuum
Of an airless thought
Sliding into
The back of beyond.
Where the ghost
Of yesterday threatens
The birth of tomorrow .
Haunting the hope of a day
Rinsed clean of
Unshared words,
Salted tears
Bloodied skies,
The consumptive
Suffocation and labour
Of sorrowed breathing.