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.

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