#Poem#Free Verse-6# Bittersweet Memories — Crosswalk (Reblog)

Sweet memories are like fallen dry leaves, Bitter memories haunted across, The bittersweet mixture of tastes, A formula for lament and love, I cosset together in the name of time  ©️Athira2021 All Rights Reserved

#Poem#Free Verse-6# Bittersweet Memories — Crosswalk

‘Rain’ a Poem

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Contemplate the rain, this fleeting season,
changes I can do nothing about.
Sitting, watching, listening; the hanging drops
on vacant washing lines and leaves,
all testimony to nature,
that the laws of men may come and go,
yet eternal truths stand starkly before us:
Our choice to ignore.
The harder I try the less I get in return.
But the gentle rush of rain brings it back,
the raucous calls of crows
sitting in out in shedding trees;
the clutter of my mind
stands between what is me
and my self.

Copyright Francis Barker 2020