Write about something broken, they said. So I gave it some thought.Broken hearts are too easy, everyone will write about them. Maybe a broken nose? Perhaps later because I have a really good broken nose story. This time, I think it will be about clouds, mainly because I always wanted to see the word “crepuscular” in something other than a text book.
Roiling in heaven,
A lattice of tempest clouds
Bear evil intent.
Wrestling with light from above,
Crepuscular rays break through.
- Lord Surya – Great Sun (advocatemmmohanaksharaalu.wordpress.com)