Ain’t (Draft 2)

Ain’t (Draft 2)

Hell no sunshine when she’s left away signs
sorrow’s moody glow and bad omen ways

Hell no sunshine when she’s left
know no be when I am cold

I am gone and dark
no way happy lark, and
her feather has flown bereft.

Should I not be dark in sorrow’s moody glow
if she’s gone away in stolen nights too
taken sunshine days away in cloudy haze
and in maze of labyrinthine pain.

Say I know no sunshine when she’s away
left me streetlight shadows of dismay

Hell no sunshine when she’s away
know no be when I am not.

If there’d be no sunshine ever now for me
am I not so moody cool in shadow’s way.

Hell no sunshine when she’s gone away
sorrow’s moody glow illuminates the way, and

if she’s taken fools and done me old,
hell no sunshine ’cause she’s cold.

Ain’t no sunshine from my youth
she is young and so aloof.

If my wisdom leaves her cold
she is young and oh so bold,
hell no sunshine when I’m alone.

I know she knows she is
young and free

Wish her well and then I’ll see
oh child you will be
so happy without me

And
hell no sunshine
when she stays away

Doesn’t want to see me dead
would want to gallivant instead

Hell no sunshine when she’s left
know no be when I am cold, oh

Yes I know, and knowing’s divine
but I miss her every day
don’t want her to stay away, ’cause
hell no sunshine when I’m alone
and though I’m bold, I’m

sending young things away
’cause I know she wants to play.

Oh kiss me and stay
’cause sunshine is my elixir
and you such my trickster, but

don’t you like
my clever banter
when sunshine arises?

I know, I know
no sunshine in setting sun

but I’ll give you
a red rose to stay, because
I could be a final day, and

you could sit with me.

— Douglas Gilbert

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2 thoughts on “Ain’t (Draft 2)

  1. If i were there or you were here I would sit with you, maybe tickle you with a feather to make you giggle. You know I’ve always loved your clever banter. I’m alone too. Lonely, lonesome, and all alone in such a big world (and i’m not the kind of person who enjoys being alone all the time). It’s hard being sunny because sometimes the clouds are just too thick to shine through. Sigh…
    maybe I need to try to break those clouds apart a little?
    Another great poem from you…like always.

    1. Thanks. So much your comments tickle, but maybe if we time the laughter right, our little giggle puffs will part the clouds and sunniness will warm the sparkles of the glowing heart rays, as palpable as the sun.

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