A Poem: Caught Between Clouds

Caught between Clouds

Caught between clouds

Sunlight stares at me.

Illuminates the web on my window pane

And runs before I can offer it a drink.

My cheeks crinkle hard like paper,

Lips pull together as if sewn by string,

And the wind whispers of a season

Already passed.

-Brynn

After Thoughts:

I wrote this poem from my desk (a mid century modern piece that surprisingly came with my dorm room) as I watched one of the last summer suns set. I was actually warm as the sun came through my window and I realized "ahh it's almost winter" and "ahh this may be one of the last times the sun is around like this". I am weirdly still so melancholy about the changing of the seasons!

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