August’s Dust

you seem to be patient with me
and mostly kind
the days linger and hands move slowly
from dawns light tick tocking till dusk
august’s dust never formed
and pulled by tides
or man
the rains fell and washed
all our spring sins away
hands washed clean
rinsed thoroughly with downpours
and tarnished clouds
held still by thunder
or is it your hands held the thunder
and then the rains came
I notice your hands
and the clock face
as it tick tocks to autumn’s storms
patiently
and mostly kind

26 thoughts on “August’s Dust

  1. the days linger and hands move slowly
    from dawns light tick tocking till dusk

    My August rains began in July and with the downpours, I believe that all sins are cleansed. Beautiful work.

  2. smiles…i like the rain falling and washing away all the spring sins…and hands that are patient and kind…both time…and those that we choose to spend ours with as well….

  3. Patient and usually kind….really like how you repeated the phrase at the end. I definitely could feel August in this poem. Loved the images.

  4. you seem to be patient… mostly kind…
    Mmm, not quite sure about what is interpretation and what is reality. Suspect ulterior motives here… Just joking, it’s a lovely poem, feels very well loved and protected.

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