the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 252 – After the Rain

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Shutter, click. Capture with the blink of an eye.
Impatient, proceed without caution.
Becoming, irate with a more hesitant approach.
Destruction, as I slam onto the brakes.
They despise my moves.
With patience: diminished.
And wait, they’re not finished.
The others try to avoid, and swerve.
A most disturbing noise.
A crash, yet they clash.
And crumple, like aluminum cans.
The impatient takes off.
And the shatter echoes.
And echoes.
And rings into my ears.
The pain ricochets through a sliver of glass,
No taller than height of my wrist.
It rewinds, and plays in slower motion,
Such fluid motion.
Gold flashes and leaves us.
And panicked, Reds blend with more Gold
And Red tumbles over
Into the embankment
Choking in speed.
And stopped only by Mother Nature herself,
As she reaches out and holds up her arms.
Ready, to catch them.
And the rest move on, unwilling to turn back.


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