a poem in my pocket

Linking “cloud” quadrille (44 word poem) with dVerse Poets…(photo by lynn)

monday mood

in layers of grey

lowering, glowering

clouds are shrouds

for secret fears

and private tears

as each soul

only knows of

its own sorrows;

cannot fathom another’s

though true sisters/brothers

might try to sigh

with kindred spirit’s cry

in overcast

empathy.

“Each heart knows its own bitterness…  ” -Proverbs 14:10