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.

Poems

change, clouds, condition, desire, wish

Published by

Nick Allison

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Melissa Lemay

April 25, 2024 at 2:42 pm

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

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1. Nick Allison
  
  April 25, 2024 at 4:58 pm
  
  Thanks, Melissa!
  
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SiriusSea

April 25, 2024 at 4:18 pm

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

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1. Nick Allison
  
  April 25, 2024 at 4:58 pm
  
  It was hard to ignore when they raised their voice!
  
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  1. SiriusSea
    
    April 25, 2024 at 5:09 pm
    
    You have wicked awesome weather and yeah, I’d be inside marveling!
    
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Lia

April 25, 2024 at 10:49 pm

“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
  
  April 26, 2024 at 12:05 pm
  
  “you just might find…”
  
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  1. Lia
    
    April 26, 2024 at 11:32 pm
    
    “you get what you need…” 🎶🙏 :))
    
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Dawn Pisturino

May 1, 2024 at 2:06 pm

So true!

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