Author Archives: William Wayne Smith

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.

Obscured By Clouds

I watched the clouds obscure the sun.Its brightness faded for a moment.Nocturnal sorrows begin with sunset.Joy returns with the breaking sunrise. I walk along the sunny path.The squirrels are running away now.The birds are silent today,but the sky is alive … Continue reading

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The Lost City

The city is quiet and alone.The village flies a flag of truce.The capital is broken and lost. Tangled bushes grow along concrete paths.A hungry dog barks alone in the park.Vacant streets succumb to the encroaching forest. The overarching sky is … Continue reading

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A Breakthrough

I made a breakthrough today. My steps are light again.I find that I can laugh now. Where was my spirit before?I only remember weeks of darkness.My cage is broken and I’m free now. I remember falling asleep yesterday.My dreams were … Continue reading

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Rainfall

I watched the rain fall today.The clouds parted briefly, showing the sun.Today, the rain matched my heart.I was sad, but I could not weep. That night, the moon rose alone.I saw the brightest stars.I knew the darkness in me was … Continue reading

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