Tyler R. Martin
Up in the earthly ether
A rain cloud haunts the
Stratosphere,
Oppressing all below it
And darkening
The terrene frontier.
There’s a dreary feel to all that’s here
With tears forever flowing
From the overburdened
Atmosphere.
And from it, a feeling forever
Of solitude
In all mortal souls,
And darkness draped upon
All that’s new
And all that’s dying
Dead and old.
Every graying face you’ll see here,
No sense of joy
Or gratitude
For this one more sullen day
Of breathing air
Under sky’s tears forever flowing
From the overburdened
Atmosphere.