The Gloom

Take a line of iambic tetrametre you wrote in the Larkin exercise and write a poem of three four-line stanzas. Originally published in January 2023

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Everything sucks during the hours

When skies blanket in dark blue mist

After a few heavy showers

The sun peeks through the trees amidst

Of which the tops glint pale true green

Against the silhouette of skies

Some white structures blinding between

Only time which we feel alive

Tall trees they groan against the wind

Harmony of my life today

The smell of rain is on my mind

I'm ok