#92 Impressions

courtesy: Wordpress Blog Random_Michelle

Umbrellas were made to keep the rain out.

But they only did so much.

Because when compared to

the downpour of drops

in your mind...

Truth be told,

physical rain

didn’t matter that much.

The shelter it provided

was uncanny,

Guarding yet keeping you cold

walking in this open space

under torrential flows...

that served to slow the pace

of feet

eyes surrounded 

by white-

shadowings and mascara 

loosely applied

now running 

diminishing

the clarity of sight

increasing

the bristle of chill winds

against

smears of red

across the mouth

life’s fist bruising the lips

knowledge of intimate

pain

smiles turned to frowns

standing alone

near this bridge.

Funny...

 how concrete and steel

could feel so unsteady

even through a light traffic flow;

Concrete and steel

made for a steady bridge

bearing movements

of this

.Unsteadiness.

somehow unaware

that happiness

is still around

that in the struggle

hope still existed

though it seemed difficult

being found;

in cruel jest

patterns circumvent

into dark lines

and burnt shadings

that make your raiment

flow down

rumpled from the reddened

nosedive that you still are

recuperating in...

Jester’s trick

concealed behind the 

face everyone sees...

oblivious to whom this umbrella guards beneath.

My Inspiration:  Inclement Weather & Photo Prompt by Random_Michelle 

 

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