Friday, May 27, 2011

The Rivers I Have Hidden From The Sea / 2011

A Rhyme, A Round (Rain, Rain Come Again)

Rain, rain comes
then goes away

Souls swim the sky
in its damp aftermath

Green beyond green soaked
and almost glowing

From a covered porch
we wait for last lightning

Thunder heading on and up
the unsuspecting coast

Sun finds her smile
and squints upon thick air

Spirits sing a rhyme, a round
of rain, rain come again

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