Fall, the rains from the scudding ebony clouds
Down an innocent girl cries, her eyes they tame
Fall, the leaves off their trees in autumn
Their halcyon days are gone, they mourn in flame
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“scudding ebony clouds”- I’ve always seen the lengthening shadows of day under the onerous monsoon clouds but “ebony” -it always eluded the frail fingers of skin-deep thoughts Fall, the words from my lips with exquisite stir- musical when you never came- “you made a promise or was that an imagined thought imagination so thorough that it leaves no doubt go back where you came from why I say so when you came not when it rained”
Scholarly rendition......you could portray the picture with words......10