Treasure Island

Juan Olivarez

(september 12 / nyssa oregon)

I Loathe A Dark Gray Sky


I loathe a dark gray sky,
I loathe a dreary day.
My soul imprisoned does oft sigh,
And longs to fly away.

I loathe the clouds so low,
Crying endlessly on me.
Dear southern wind begin to blow,
And make the gray ones flee.

9/29/13 Alton Texas

Submitted: Sunday, September 29, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013
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  • Smoky Hoss (10/2/2013 7:04:00 PM)

    ah yes, I know the feeling, melancholy, yet much deeper even; I believe the old desert monks had a name for it: acedia. Look that one up. It sounds as if it is what you describe here.
    Superb short poem. (Report) Reply

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