black sky broke
rain it came lashing
with grief unyielding
recoiled to a fetal position,
sometimes that’s all
we can do.
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Black Sky Broke
black sky broke
rain it came lashing
with grief unyielding
recoiled to a fetal position,
sometimes that’s all
we can do.
67paintings 
4 replies on “Black Sky Broke”
sounds oddly familiar..like ‘good morning world’
Yes I feel the pieces are very similar, how long have you been writing?
I don’t know if that has a definitive answer. I used to write when I was much younger. I used to write all the time. Then I stopped for the most part. I think I officially stopped when someone ripped up my journals and pictures. When I realized a lot of my teenage stuff was perceived as very dark. I essentially had my voice box squeezed…this blog is now the entirety of my writing outlet.
I would have liked to have seen your early writing and drawings. I believe the expression of our dark side is integral to ourselves is equally important to share. Contemporary culture and society doesn’t allow for much of the shadow-side. But the shadow-side can be revealing, once we make a commitment to think in a mythical way. And I sure you know this, poetry doesn’t have to always make sense. Life often doesn’t make sense and can be ambiguous. I often write and don’t have a clue what it ‘means’, only what it ‘does’, when writing in this way.