The Truth About Tigers

occasional musings and free verse poetry, approximately

The Clouds Remain Indifferent

I told the clouds that I’d grown
tired of this endless gray weather.
But the clouds, being clouds,
paid no mind. They draped the sky,
unmoved, unchanging, heavy.

As if to punctuate
their apathy, they laughed—
a thunderous, booming laugh—
and poured their oceans
through my thinning patience.

Admitting defeat,
I retreated indoors,
rain stitching the windows shut,
the gutters speaking in tongues,
my coffee cooling
while the storm kept on
without me.

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Nick Allison

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  1. Melissa Lemay Avatar
    Melissa Lemay

    “as if to punctuate
    their apathy, they laughed—a
    thunderous, booming laugh, and
    poured their oceans”

    🩵

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    1. Nick Allison Avatar
      Nick Allison

      Thanks, Melissa!

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  2. SiriusSea Avatar
    SiriusSea

    The clouds talking back … it’s amazing that you noticed! ❤

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    1. Nick Allison Avatar
      Nick Allison

      It was hard to ignore when they raised their voice!

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      1. SiriusSea Avatar
        SiriusSea

        You have wicked awesome weather and yeah, I’d be inside marveling!

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  3. Lia Avatar
    Lia

    “we can’t always get what we want, but if we try sometimes…” ;)) (dang it all!!! >D) <33

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    1. Nick Allison Avatar
      Nick Allison

      “you just might find…”

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      1. Lia Avatar
        Lia

        “you get what you need…” 🎶🙏 :))

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  4. Dawn Pisturino Avatar
    Dawn Pisturino

    So true!

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