Opaque skies listen
to nimble, wistful wind,
a marimba in the woods,
graceful grasses swaying,
a melancholy rain dance.
Joining those writing a poem a day during NaPoWriMo and National Poetry Writing Month.
Written in response to a three word prompt: melancholy, nimble, opaque.
Poems in the series “Waiting for Rain” are still in process, now appearing only here on this blog.