Bloganuary Day 7

When It Rains… A Poem

Does the weather change
to fit my mood, or my mood 
the weather? When I cry, 
it pours, and when I think 
of the distance between us, 
the winds gust. I'm drawn 
to the sea as thunder clouds
gather. The sound of ocean 
waves slamming against 
the shoreline reminds 
me of rain, and I wonder—
If I dream up a malestrom, 
how long could I ride the 
current to get to you, and 
when you find me prostrate 
in the sand and flip me over, 
will the sun finally shine?
Photo by Thuanny Gantuss on

© 2023 Nortina Simmons


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