August 2021 – Colleen Keller Breuning

Cloudburst

There’s a low hanging kind of gloom
stretching across the twilight sky
like nefarious, ugly castaways
pregnant with foul regrets
truth tinged with suspicious lies.

A cold western wind rises up
and the clouds burst wide open
torrents of raindrops tilt sideways
a raging river in the asphalt
foils my ill-timed escape.

And I am running for my life
cries and curses drowned out
in deafening crashes of thunder
as lightning flashes around me
my heart pounding in my ears.

Suppressed anger pours out
secrets spilling to the soggy ground
tears dissolve in the sacred rain
my salt and bones buried deep below
ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The trees sigh in collective exhalation
as my heart bleeds in rainbow hues
forbidden thoughts of malevolence
wiped clean from my furrowed brow
and the distant stars fade from view.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021
August 20, 2021

Mood: Stormy
Musical Inspiration: The Son of Flynn – Daft Punk/Moby Remix

Mellow Drama

I watch the colors in the sky
lazy wayward clouds drifting by
twilight morphing crimson and gold
as the mellow drama unfolds.

I smell a fragrance light and fair
night blooming jasmine fills the air
its white blossoms of grace exude
infuse my soul with gratitude.

I hear the plaintive catbird calls
a sad serenade as dusk falls
melancholy song in my ears
with heavy heart and misting tears.

I feel the ever shifting wind
gentle caresses on my skin
like nimble fingers warm and light
guiding me to the edge of night.

I savor distant shooting stars
flavors exploding from afar
so sweet and tart upon my tongue
reminding me my soul is young.

I dance across the night aflame
and take a bow to wild acclaim
the lead role in this cinema
star of my own mellow drama.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021
August 13, 2021