After the Rain
Coaxed out of the doldrums.
Nothing to cover me.
A child but not afraid.
I wash up on the shore.
Dry now, like a loveless encounter.
I know the number of questions
to ask when rivers rise to flood stage.
The quiet won't let go.
It's not a storm that runs through streets
like a boy who won't ever come back.
The exhausting drip until nothing's left,
could go on all night long.
After the Rain
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Re: After the Rain
I really like this imagery:
The quiet won't let go.
It's not a storm that runs through streets
like a boy who won't ever come back.
The moment drips until nothing's left,
The quiet won't let go.
It's not a storm that runs through streets
like a boy who won't ever come back.
The moment drips until nothing's left,
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Re: After the Rain
I was especially taken by those same lines,
like a boy storming through the streets,
Michael (MV)
like a boy storming through the streets,
Michael (MV)