Someday, To Tell The Weather And Thought

Bright clouds and sinking harmonies:

            making of destiny

 

Brightened mists and foggy glow

through obscured visions

 

Atmospheres of melody, sinking

covering grounds in the same fog

 

Glowering intensity and measuring

fraught insistence and mesmerizing

 

Beyond sense, these portions of imagined

slandering, covering the earth in thickened

 

Weathering, the distress in nimbostratus

what’s coming, these tell tale signs

 

Reading Lorentzian possibilities

gathered in sunken refrain

 

Metachromatic off-key stances

the music in the weathered

 

The faint, faint harmonious need

to be in key, to be tuning

 

These revelations to sense, to comradery

to differences in stance and belief

 

Weather played out musically

the events as they are happening

 

Not because they must happen

but because they do

 

The chair still emptied, not determined

but honest and true

 

Contrasts of insight and decision

basking in the foggy glow again

 

Searching through the potentials of thought

rummaging melodically, methodically

 

Making it rain,

imagining a closeness

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