Days like Clouds by Greg Luce | Streetlight Magazine

Waterfall over mossy rocks — Photo by Mark Boss on *Unsplash*

Low clouds and the slate-

colored river glimpsed

through the trees, the train

jolts into the day.

A day like this compresses

your thoughts into scraps, I said.

One day’s like any other,

they flicker along silver

like that river, she said.

Until the water breaks around

rocks or heaves up with

tidal surge, I said.

The water marries the clouds,

they billow along together, she said.

Lead on lead, I said.

Look at the clouds again, she said.

Look at the water.

Gregory Luce, author of Signs of Small Grace (Pudding House Publications), Drinking Weather (Finishing Line Press), Memory and Desire (Sweatshoppe Publications), and Tile (Finishing Line Press), has published widely in print and online. He is the 2014 Larry Neal Award winner for adult poetry, given by the DC Commission on the Arts and Humanities. He is retired from National Geographic, works as a volunteer writing tutor/mentor for 826DC, and lives in Arlington, VA.