Clarity again

With the whir of cogs

the wheels turn fast

the bright light shines

it tears into its work

.

With a suck so strong

inhaling the dust

vibrating the carpet

making light of its work

.

Inhale deep breaths

of woodland air

closing my eyes

refreshing my soul

.

fresh air it cleans

like the hoover at home

Clearing my mind

There is clarity again.

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Persimmon Sun

Persimmon Sun rises in the east,

It shines like a bright jewel in the sky

Catching its warm rays on my face

I bask in the early morning sun

 

The blue sky stretches as far as I can see

There are no clouds to taint it

There is  a freshness to the morning air

A slight chill in the soft breeze

 

In the distance there is a mist so strange

Just the tops of the trees peep though it

Above the sky is clear and blue

Underneath is lost for the moment

 

Its five in the morning, there is nothing quite like it

The morning dew shines in the orange light

There is an innocence at this time of the day

A purity that is refreshing as a new day dawns.

 

 

The rain and I are happy

The Sky darkens, the clouds block the sun
The raindrops fall heavily like daggers stabbing
They are bitter and salty, they cloud up my eyes
The raindrops are tears, the sadness in me

It is the soft mist that brings renewal
It drops on my tongue cool and refreshing
It seeps inside me and hydrates me
Its cleansing and thirst quenching

The rain is gentle it races down my window
It’s fresh from the sky, running down my face
It traces the contours of my face
It dances on the grass and we are both happy