@astralphoenix's poetry train round 2 prompt: A poem about a type of weather
it's morning
it's morning but the light isn't there
it's morning but the light isn't there lost behind the darkening clouds
it's morning but the light isn't there lost behind the darkening clouds faint in freezing air
it's noon
it's noon thunder rumbles up high
it's noon thunder rumbles up high claps that hurt my weary ears
it's noon thunder rumbles up high claps that hurt my weary ears lighting splits the sky
it's afternoon
it's afternoon the ants are hiding away
it's afternoon the ants are hiding away behavior mimicking sunlight
it's afternoon the ants are hiding away behavior mimicking sunlight still kept at bay
it's evening
it's evening droplets pouring like tears
it's evening droplets pouring like tears still no sunlight at all today
it's evening droplets pouring like tears still no sunlight at all today fire quenched in soaking flares
it's midnight
it's midnight the darkness outside drizzling still
it's midnight the darkness outside drizzling still i lay awake in nightmares
it's midnight the darkness outside drizzling still i lay awake in nightmares perhaps the sun has been killed
it's morning again
it's morning again but the storm, oh, it's gone
it's morning again but the storm, oh, it's gone the rainbow sits like a waiting path
it's morning again but the storm, oh, it's gone the rainbow sits like a waiting path a path towards a sunlit dawn
written by: diana
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