Driving on a Cloudy Day

We drive through the gloom
of low hanging cloud cover,
eyes down, ignoring the dirty
cotton overhead.

There is a moment
when we enter a break
in the clouds — a rip in the clothe
letting light shine through —
and every head lifts,
seeking the source
of newly felt warmth.

Then, just as quickly, we enter
the gloom again,
each head lowers.
There is another shaft
of light ahead.

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3 responses to “Driving on a Cloudy Day

  1. Another excellent poem. I’m so impressed with your writing. I know you hate metaphor and hidden meaning, but I’m sure seeing it. 🙂

    I love “dirty cotton” as a description for an overcast sky.

    The line break after “we enter a break” is powerful. To me, this embeds either a short break-up in a relationship, or a mental/emotional break-down. I see strong spiritual undertones, with the light coming and going. This, to me, is about a person’s struggles with his/her spiritual walk (well, plural; all of our relationships with God). It could also be about marriages/relationships though.

    I think you might have meant “a rip in the cloth” in the second stanza.

  2. Oh, wow. What if this is the moment of rapture? What if these people missed it and they don’t even realize it yet?!

Some of what I write is true, some is fiction; most is merely possibility.

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