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Cloudburst

She sits quietly in the corner,
Headphones on,
A loud silence filling her ears.

Thoughts drift as clouds across her face.
Occasionally her eyes shine through,
The sun breaking through the grey.
Mostly they are far away.

Slowly it begins to rain.
At first lone drops fall,
Heavy with emotion.

A gradual crescendo
As the heavens open.

She smiles, her cheeks wet with tears.

    Linsen Loots

2 Comments

  1. irize
    Posted 2 Jul ’12 at 1:52 pm | Permalink

    poem and movement… i like.

    • Linsen
      Posted 2 Jul ’12 at 2:32 pm | Permalink

      Thank you!

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