Monday, August 27, 2012

Day 4: Rainfall

first rain
a sky parting kind of thing
find yourself looking up
up up and away
waiting for the light to split
at the right angle
remind you of the place you come from
build an arch worthy of the word home

but no
there is no movement
the sky shivers still
no colors combining
no arc climbing
no beauty to hold you

just the sound of rain
falling at your feet
and the smell of sidewalk

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