My Poetry: “Midsummer”

On Midsummer Day

My heart gave way

And buckled under once more

It began to rain

From my gloomy eyes

As it did so the night before

Silently I worked and wept

And made it through the Midsummer morn

Inside, the clouds were darkening still

Like those in a May spring storm

The afternoon sun shone hot and bright

With not a single teardrop from the sky

But I came home and went to lay

Where I wearily grieved and again did cry

I stepped outside in the evening shade

And felt a Midsummer breeze

I stood for a moment to take it in

To calm my stormy seas

On Midsummer night

I thought of the moon

Waning up above

Of light and darkness

The hidden unknown

And the man I cannot love


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