Geoffrey Winch
Clouds Gathering
Worst of these leisurely latter days are ones such as this when memories are delivered from out of the blue—reminders, for reasons never explained, that there have been too many partings-of-the-ways. Probably there were never any disputes or cross words exchanged; possibly no loves were unrequited; or addresses, phone numbers failed to be swopped—only gradual fadings-away.
Friends, acquaintances, colleagues, cousins, or bright ships that passed-by far too quickly on noteworthy nights—never that last goodbye or fare-thee-well, just never reconnecting other than in the mind or mind’s eye.
as time drifts
on this autumn day
clouds
suddenly gather
in the twilit sky
About the Author
Geoffrey Winch, a retired highway engineer, writes free form poetry; haiku; haibun; tanka; tanka prose and cherita. He is the author of five poetry collections and lives on the south coast of England.