Everywhere we go
A small piece is always present
Hanging in air
Like an ugly cloud
Saying let me go
Famous last words
Why wont you let me disappear
Lots of redundant objectivity there
Water under a burnt bridge
Arguing against a reluctant sun
You can't control me
That dirty is gone
Driving through that storm
The sun looks brighter on the other side
Keeping that inside
Is that cold
Unlikely Heroes
Stand amongst us
Like water under burnt bridges
2 comments:
Weather metaphors are good -- though I've never seen nor can imagine an ugly cloud:)
I will try throwing some cowboy under a cloudy sky poetry your way without mixed metaphors...
Just give me three words and I will go from there...
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