A Wry Smile

Tony DeLorger © 2016

She smiles a wry smile,
through darkest cloud and winds a howling,
as if to say her mood is righteous,
just another whim, another spectrum
for me to understand.

And I may complain, for blue skies
are heart warming and living light uplifts,
yet her knowing countenance
strives for me to take another perspective,
another view outside my own rebuff.

She is demanding, her gaze unbroken,
until I admit her diverse moods are self-equipped,
and each a beauty of sorts,
to dull my mind of black and white,
and see the truth for once, without the light.

Perhaps she asks too much,
my memories filled with beach and days all fine,
and this dark sour visage but a tick of her reproach,
how can I stand for such dim and bleak refrain,
when sun awaits my memories still.

Maybe she allows each breath to follow an exhalation,
and I not seeing the difference,
and could this dark and listless ploy,
be the coming ascension of better days,
and all extremes our plight?

She winks at me, and smiles broader,
for now I’m off the hook,
and my sentient musing placates her sudden will,
for me to find peace in darkness,
as light cannot be without it.

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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