Sickly London Sky

Sickly London Sky

thousands of tear-drops
soar from the sickly grey sky

downwards

from such a great height

diffusing its malady 

a heavy sadness

spreads

and a certain madness

threads 

its way into us all

and I can feel it inside-

melancholy

and there's nowhere to hide-

melancholy

for this sinking watery sky 

seeps within-
overcast.

But the clouds will thin

eventually

and dissipate- 

(perhaps wash clean)

and irrigate

growth will follow

but till then 

we must wallow

we must wallow

in this sorrow
-castaway

for today 

the London sky 

is a sickly grey...