Sunday, March 27, 2011

Musings on Remorse

Rain came down like long knitting needles,
The weather matched his mood.
He gazed unseeingly at the fields,
Alone and drenched he stood.

Rain slowed down to gentle pats,
And birds began to sing;
As the soft breeze whistled past,
His thoughts drifted off to things.

Now the sun shines brightly on him,
As if she were shining for him alone.
So he tucks away all his hopes and dreams,
And together, they go home.













-Nocturnal Scribe

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2 comments:

  1. Is rain a she in this poem? And to whom do the masculine pronouns refer to? Are there 2 'personas'/voices?

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  2. Rain here is referred to as "it", while the sun is feminine. The only masculine one there is the persona. =)

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