Watermarks

Tendrils of rain in rivlets of pain fall from cloud's misty eye

They send chills that stain and muddy the brain with transparent dye

Though the torrents may wane, marks remain even after they dry

So to complain it would be in vain time a new coat to buy

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Read and reread wanting to discover how you actually felt or remembered at that last word.. Did you adventure, decide and now confirm? Is life now what it should be OR could be? A mystery perhaps?

[Soren]

Thank you Emmajoy for your read and taking time to ponder this one. I view life as a process in a continual cycle and like wearing cloths that soil we at the end of day need to take them off and exchange them for a new coat.

[emmajoygreen]

Somewhat wise! :)