Clouds Ahead

Echoes of Violence and horror have me distraught
The formation of problems which I have given much aforethought
My lack of ability to stop this formation keeps me from sleep
That recursively makes me reluctant to eat

What to do when a union is falling apart,
Turn around and say this is God’s performance art?

We reap what we sow, I agree with that, sure
But on bad soil, what happens when we can reap no more?

© Luis Valencia

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About luisydomonique

Poetry Year Long Project between Luis Valencia and the Brilliant, Beautiful, and Vivace Domonique Celeste Alcaraz.
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2 Responses to Clouds Ahead

  1. Jingle says:

    beautiful rhyme,
    let it be,
    well,
    I love the discussion of changes…it makes me think!

  2. Raven says:

    You are amazing. All your poetry flows so well…and what a command of words. This one stood out to me particularly because it describes a place I’ve been before. And I loved these two lines:

    “What to do when a union is falling apart,
    Turn around and say this is God’s performance art?”

    Thank you for sharing.

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