Moody Weather

Regret is grey skies,
Pouring rain, distant thunder,
Unreasoning pain,
It fades marvels out of day
Takes joy, happiness, away.

There remains great hope
Storms shall pass like ocean waves
And smiles will return
With color, levity, light;
Washing pure, despair takes flight.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Those are conjoined tanka. I play with them a lot. Also, there is rhyme and me, not a rhyming poet.

Author: Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

My life has gone through some rapid changes of which I had no control so I am now trying to find new purpose and meaning. There is an adventure in this and I am excited to move forward. View all posts by Jo Ann J. A. Jordan