Overcast

by Jad   Oct 25, 2010


Darken clouds whisper rain,
Enchanting the earth with secrets
Possessing knowledge of the sane
blowing with furry untamed.

A metaphor over my mind
Erasing freedom as I have known.
Have you not read in between the lines
Also whispering secrets of time?

Paused in this dark overcast
Imprisoned, barred, tortured
As I waken once again fast
To the first beam of sun to the last.

*An attempted metaphor for my writers block I have been having*

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  • 13 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    The rhyme & flow were rather well done, I liked the question in the middle of the poem - typically most writers place them in the beginning or the end of the poem...whereas here it was something new to me. I think it definitely makes the reader ponder over the question more before they move on to read the rest of the poem...clever idea. I know this probably isn't your best you've written, but I thought you did alright with it.

  • 13 years ago

    by Ronald Edwards

    Jad,

    You made your point well, writers block is just a passing phase, "this to shall pass". Thanks for sharing and keep writing :_)

  • 13 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    Beautiful. Loved the first line. Great job honey :] Nik

  • 13 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Writer's block must be catching, lol. Seems like you are not the only one with it now. Good job.