Laden Cloud, Leaden Sky


My intentions were good.

After work, I wanted to steal the last of the day’s light to go for a walk.  I was all togged up but the Halloween sky was threatening an apocalyptic downpour.

The walk was aborted.

The innocent and oblivious: fluffy clouds over Jura

Laden Cloud, Leaden Sky

Heavily laden clouds burgeoning and lumbering,

Over bruised heather headlands

Protruding into blackened water.

The leaden sky shrouding and

Oozing mercury billows,

Over a sinking sunlit vista,

Until the beastly burden

Bursts, bleeding

Rain falling and drowning

On the shore and blinding.

Jura is no more.



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