Drops in a Storm [a two-part series]

In which I present a pair of poems focused on life’s clouds. Open to storm through some unavoidable experiences.

Journaling this summer brought me to write two poems, two months apart. I suppose I’ve been feeling my judgement is cloudy, because they have the same stormy imagery. I wasn’t sure which should go first, but I think that they can be read in either order. . Storm Far from home and the safety we’ve known In a vast landscape with a different life It’s good to get out of your comfort zone No matter the path, problems will be rife Many patterns exist but are new to us Clouds can just be a wonder to behold Rather than signal...