Pendulum hands dictate the
mood,
Flapping and fluttering in
annoyance.
Words carry the dark and
the gloomy,
Alighting like a dull and thundery
sky.
A suffocating wait for the
deliverance,
Love seeps into the edges
and retracts.
Without an occasional
angry occurrence,
Life itself might be a
fair weather fallacy.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 05/09/2014
Poets United Midweek Motif: ‘Stormy Weather.’…
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.co.uk/2014/09/poets-united-midweek-motif-stormy.html
I especially liked the last two lines. So very true. Angry occurrences are a fact of life, just as storms are. Hopefully, however, both life and weather will be composed of more fair weather than storms.
ReplyDeleteLove seeps into the edges and retracts. - Perfect Ellen
ReplyDeleteOh, I love the last two lines, Eileen!
ReplyDeleteInteresting that you broke your normal sonnet form for "Mood Swings." It sort of makes the point! I'm glad for the wait that lets the love seep in and retract some of the darkness wordscan take on ... and yeah, those last two lines are wonderful. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteLovely Eileen,
ReplyDeleteI've tried leaving comments before and have been denied. Hopefully you will get this one. Take care, Lisa
love the image evoked in the beginning of the poem...and the last lines are the truths of life...
ReplyDeleteWithout an occasional angry occurrence,
ReplyDeleteLife itself might be a fair weather fallacy.
Time goes unabated even without that occasional anger. But it may ostensibly be giving out wrong signals. One gets caught on the wrong foot! Great lines Eileen and good ending!
Hank
Lovely, Eileen. :-)
ReplyDeletesometimes i can't explain the mood swings, as if the are happening outside of me.. this is an interesting poem.
ReplyDeletemoods are often dictated by other factors- beautifully composed -I like the line 'words carry the dark and gloomy' as 'I feel 'light enters to allow love seep over the edge and end the suffocating wait' Lovely poem.
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