Posted on March 16, 2016
by Phoebe Chi (Puppydoc)
Chant of thunder, orchestra of wind,
a breath of heart’s unrest.
Lightening flash in half moon’s glow
unearths laments repressed.
Raindropped streams upon her face
masking moistened eyes,
lead her gently by zephyr’s call
into awaiting skies.
Category: Death & Loss, PoetryTags: death, Life, love, metaphor, nature, ophelia, poem, rain
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A lover of animals and a caregiver by trade who, through these scribbles, ponders over her days spent behind the white coat and her life alongside a lovable feline named Samantha.