Against the blackened sky
The autumn leaves illuminate
Raindrops pelt, weighing heavy,
Until the struggle is no more…
A descending swirl – the last dance.
Getting swept up in the season last night, I made this sketch.
When my daughter came home she yelled, “I HATE THIS WEATHER!” Then slammed the door.
“Funny…” I said, “I love it so much I’m painting it right now!”
I have always loved inclement weather especially during my favorite season. There is something mesmerizing about autumn leaves against a dark sky, as if they were on fire. And the force of a storm….strenght…something to revere.
Lovely poem and painting!
Love this artwork and poetry is so much fun to include with it!
A rainy night scene is so challenging. Great Sketch!
jwms1: Than you so much!
Barb: Yes, it does make it fun! Poetry and art go sooooo well together!
Matt: Thank you! Yes, night scenes are much different…and so much fun to do 😀