JULY  POEM

Promises

    Storm clouds

Like black sheep of heavenly domain

Billows of dark portent

Swept along by northeast winds

Hit great pockets of warmth

Clap loud Hoorays

    in mid-air

Sends arrows of light flashing

Through torrents of angelic tears

Catching at streams of light

Spills prisms of color

One faint hue at a time

A magnificent arched palette

watercolor strokes across the sky

   paints hope

on human lives

who have lost their way

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Cynthia Bryant 2022