No Sun

No Sun……

by  Ocean Van Zandt

 

No Sun to shine among the hanging clothes

No bees to pollinate the lifeless flowers

Not even the chirps of birds or barks of dogs

Only the rustling of trees being blown in the cold
numbing wind and the hollow sound of trickling rain
against the rusting tin roofs

 

This poem makes me...
  • Think (45%)
  • Smile (10%)
  • Somber (24%)
  • Surprised (4%)
  • Feel a Connection (7%)
  • Inspired (9%)