POETRY JAM - CLOUDS

“Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labour to overcome the cloud that loads 'em.” - Thomas Otway
 
Poetry Jam this week has given us the theme of clouds as a means of stimulating creative literary endeavours. Here is my poem:
 
Winter Song
 
The song of parting Winter is a dirge
Murmured by bitter mouths through pursed lips;
The first Spring days mourn, bedecked in black,
Under grey cloudy skies, murky with free flowing tears.
 
As days dilate, the night is slowly strangled,
Sunlight lingers on palely, lengthening twilight time.
A hesitant warmth pervades the bony leafless twigs
And I can hear the sap begin to flow anew.
 
The first few flowers blooming snowy white
Adorn the corpse of Winter, deathly cold,
While clouds dark and brooding are loath to go,
With pale petals scattering in persistent drizzles.